Tag Archives: Living Dead

Monsters Under Our Bed

Posted on July 11, 2026 by alohapromisesforever

Monsters Under Our Bedby Michael DoyleThe dubious detectiveWas a memory of the collective.Searching through the nightFor even one illuminating light.In the face of the living dead,The crowd screams its dread.There are no real answers to be found,No matter how fast … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Answers, Bed, Collectiive, Crowd, Deetective, Dread, Face, Light, Living Dead, Memory, Monster, Night, Poetry and Poems, Search | Leave a comment

The Memory Is Bittersweet

Posted on October 17, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

The Memory Is Bittersweetby Michael DoyleI wish I could erase the darkness I have feltThat somehow, some way, I could escape the hand dealtAll the good and the bad that makes us who we areLeaves me wishing forlorn on that … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Apparitions, Bittersweet, Breaks Your Heart, Darkness, Dealt, Defeat, Echoes, Erase, Family, Fear, Felt, Ghosts, Good and the Bad, Life, Living Dead, Love, Memories, Memory, Past, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Reality, Sanity, Tears You Apart | Leave a comment

Back In ’81

Posted on February 2, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

Back In ’81by Michael DoyleDo you rememberBack in ’81It had all been doneLighting our bootsWith low grade gasolineTo ignite the sparkAnd let it burnThe show is the showWith jagged rhythmsAnd the leads that flowWe didn’t knowDidn’t knowGot to let it … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged 1981, Attack, Back, Band, Believe, Boots, Bottle, Burn, Crashing Down, Defiled, Deserting, Different Man, Discard, Done, Full Throttle, Gasoline, Good Time, Hurting, Jagged Rhythms, Jester's Crown, Jet Black, Know, Lack, Leads, Let It Roll, Light, Living Dead, Marshall Stack, My Own Truth, Note, One More, Plan, Playing For Keeps, Poetry and Poems, Punching It Hard, Regret, Remember, Said, Show, Slow, Solid Wall of Sound, Soul, Spark, Strong, Tempo, The Strip, Thunderclap, Trust, Wrong, Youth Gone Wild | Leave a comment

In the Church of the Open Field

Posted on August 30, 2021 by alohapromisesforever

In the Church of the Open Fieldby Michael DoyleIn the church of the open fieldThe glory of truth is revealedIn fellowship of God’s good companyIn the exclusive claims of divinityDarkness hates the shine of lightPreferring as it does, the things … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Blinding Fear, Brave, Children, Chruch, Comforts, Company, Contribution, Crime, Darkness, Divinity, Exclusive Claims, Fellowship, Gather, Gather Now, Glory, God, Hate, Lifetime, Light, Living Dead, Living Love, Night, Offer Up Love, Open Field, Persecution, Persevere, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Putting Away, Revealed, Shine, Shun, Soul, Steadfast, The World, Truth, Weigh | Leave a comment

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