Tag Archives: Lot

What Comes Next?

Posted on June 19, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

What Comes Next?by Michael DoyleDay after day, dot after dotOne way or another, it connectsTaking chances and casting lotsAs we wonder about what comes next.The mullahs act with intimidation,But they aren’t the heart of the nation.And we must never forget … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Aspiration, Belief, Blood Price, Chance, Change, Clarion, Conention, Connect, Contrartian, Culture, Day, Death, Discconnection, Dot, Farsi, Final Hour, God's Mercy, Grief, Heart, Hope, Human Rights, Identity, Intervention, Intimidation, Iran, Iranian People, Khamenei, Lot, Martyrdom, Mullah, Nation, Nations, Next, Opposition, Poetry and Poem, Repression, Repressive Regime, Rubaiyat, Slogans, Society, Staying Power, Tabrizi, Tehran, Trust, Truth | Leave a comment

First Principles: This Process of Election Affords A Moral Certainty That the Office of President Will Seldom Fall To the Lot of Any Man Who Is Not In Eminent Degree Endowed With the Requisite Qualifications

Posted on December 26, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

“This process of election affords a moral certainty that the office of President will seldom fall to the lot of any man who is not in an eminent degree endowed with the requisite qualifications.” – Alexander Hamilton in Federalist No. … Continue reading →

Posted in First Principles | Tagged Alexander Hamilton, Election, Eminent Degree, Endow, Federalist No. 68 (1788), First Principles, Lot, Moral Certainty, Office of President, Process, Requisite Qualifications | Leave a comment

Hymn of the Taken Heart

Posted on September 15, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

Hymn of the Taken Heartby Michael DoyleThere’s a lot to be doneI do it through the SonHailing Jesus as the kingI lift my voice and singBending like a tree in a hurricaneHoping for blessed salvation that cameTo teach me the … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Above, Beautiful Truth, Bend, Blessed, Blessed Salvation, Brightness, Done, Forever True, Forgiven, Given, Hail, Happen, His Call, Hope, Hurricane, Hymn, Jesus, King, Know, Led, Light, Listen, Lot, Love, Mercy, New, Path, Poetry and Poems, Redemption, Repentance, Right, Shadow, Sing, Taken Heart, Teach, The Son, Tree, True, Turn, Us All, Voice | Leave a comment

A Good Feeling About…

Posted on August 22, 2020 by alohapromisesforever

A Good Feeling About…by Michael DoyleIt looks like we’re in for nasty weatherGod knows that you and I deserve betterPlotted courses are always subject to changeIt’s the simple way of life and nothing strangerSpin offs and rip offs serve to … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Afraid, Art, Believe, Best Direction, Better, Bum Rush, Canvass, Compare, Compassion, Connection, Create, Deep, Deserve, Detection, Disjointed, Distract, Dreams, Fall, Fashion, Feel, Final Cut, Fix, Flaws, Flow, Forgot, God Knows, Good Feeling, Hard Work, Harsh, Heart, Hero, Hold Steady, Horse Before the Cart, Impossible, Inspiration, Let It Be, Life Lived, Lives, Lot, Luck, Melodramatically, Mine Fields, Mistaken, Motivation, Moving Forward, Muse, Nasty Weather, Observe, Part, Passion, Photograph, Plotted Courses, Poem, Poetry, Pointless, Probable, Ready, Rip Offs, Roll, Rolling Along, Same Direction, Scenes, Simple Way of Life, Slick Mix, Slight Adjustment, Spin Offs, Standard, Stay Within, Staying Stuck, Stranger, Studio, Stumble, Subject To Change, Too Much, Toward, Under Attack, Unfair, We, Wonder, World, You and I | Leave a comment

Flaws of My Heart

Posted on July 1, 2020 by alohapromisesforever

Sat in on an early morning sermon today. While listening in, this came to mind… Flaws of My Heart by Michael Doyle My flaws of the heart Directed by sin from the start My eyes closed to Godly fear I … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Adam, Believe, Born Again, Call, Child, Choice, Cling, Days, Deep, Defense, Delusion, Desperate, Disappear, Doubt, Dream, Drink, Dying, Empty, Eyes Closed, Fall, Fated, Fear, Fidelity, Flaw, Forget, Fountain, Give, God, Hated, Heart, Illusion, Judgment, Know, Life, Live, Lord, Lot, Loved, Mercy, Mouth, Need, Needs, Now and Then, Part, Peace, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pretense, Prostrate, Recieve, Refuge, Self, Sermon, Shadow, Show, Sin, Sins, Start, Strife, Sustain, Time and Again, True, Truth, Verity, Victim, Wages of Sin, Weep, Wicked Ways | 1 Comment

Framing the Lines

Posted on May 26, 2020 by alohapromisesforever

Photographic composition often has the challenge of how to turn the two dimensional into something that has depth and seems a bit three dimensional. Framing the Lines by Michael Doyle Doorways, windows and rock formations Layer our photos with their … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged 2d, 3d, Catalysts, Chaos, Composition, Connection, Containment, Control, Craft, Depth, Detection, Dimension, Doors, Doorways, Draw, Elements, Entertain, Eye, Eyes, Find, Focal, Focus, Forgot, Frame, Guide, Holy Grail, Information, Interest, Involve, Journey, Key, Layer, Leading Lines, Light, Lines, Lot, Multiple, Open, Photograph, Photos, Poem, Poetry, Right, Road, Rock Formations, Soul, Story, Tales, Tools, Truth, Unfold, Windows, Windows of the Soul, World, Zest | Leave a comment

A Return To the Sea

Posted on March 10, 2020 by alohapromisesforever

A pirate’s lot remains on my mind today. To me, like many, there has always been a bit of allure to some of the legendary pirates. Not the least of these is a chapter in a book I aim to … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged All, Andrew Jackson, Banditry, Battle of New Orleans, Best, Call, Claim, Earn, End, Fatal, Fate, Final, Footnotes, Forgot, Gallantry, Gold, History, Jean Lafitte, Know, Legacy, Legend, Life, Lot, Me, Monument, Mystery, Photograph, Pirate, Poem, Poetry, Remains, Return, Sea, Sirens, Soul, Storm, Swallow, Tales, Told, Unwanted, Water, Whole, You | Leave a comment

Dead Men and Their Tales

Posted on March 4, 2020 by alohapromisesforever

Even Al Capone thought of himself as a public servant… Dead Men and Their Tales by Michael Doyle It is strange so it seems Clinging to faraway dreams Thoughts stuffed inside my head Dedicated to a father long since dead … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Age, Al Capone, Allow, Been, Book, Calculate, Cast, Cheer, Circle, Contemplation, Dark, Dead Men, Dedicate, Dream, End, Father, Fright, Gallows, Glory, Head, History, Hope, Legend, Lip, Listen, Loop, Lot, Math, Meditation, Meet, Might, Mystery, Near, Night, Noose, Path, Photograph, Pirate, Pleasures, Poem, Poetry, Praise, Proud, Public Servant, Read, Repeat, Right, Rumor, Sage, Seem, Shadow, Sin, Soul, Story, Strange, Tale, Whisper, Wise | Leave a comment