Tag Archives: Poetry and Poems

Elephants Mourn Their Dead (Happy the Elephant)

Posted on September 10, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

Elephants Mourn Their Dead (Happy the Elephant)by Michael DoyleNo freedom, no libertyNo right to fundamental dignityHappy the Elephant pays the costAnd the decision it seems is lostThere will be no sanctuaryPersonhood has been denied capacityRegardless of intelligence, elephants are thingsSubstantially … Continue reading →

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We Are Who We Are

Posted on September 9, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

We Are Who We Areby Michael DoyleWe are who we areNot from our ancestorsBut because of who we cultivateAs our souls travel among the starsScratched and scrapped in our courageSearching for hope we might encourageTo remove the malignant tumorThat spreads … Continue reading →

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Evil Does Not Truly Sleep

Posted on September 8, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

Evil Does Not Truly Sleepby Michael DoyleEvil does not truly sleepIt merely waitsOut there in the darkness deepGone unseen, it seals our fateOnly in the blessed is there restIn the secrets where it’s confessedThat hearts must find their healingBringing truth … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Blessed, Breath, Confessed, Darkness, Death, Evil, Fate, Fear, Found, Healing, Hear, Hearts, Past Lives, Poetry and Poems, Recall, Rest, Revealing, Seal, Secrets, Sleep, Sound, Tragedies, Truth, Wait, Whispers | Leave a comment

On A Friendship

Posted on September 6, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

On A Friendshipby Michael DoyleFriendship is like a storyA melody that catches and belongsThere in the ways of trustIs a love that grows as it mustChildren play at their gamesWe play our own, just the sameBelieving in things hard to … Continue reading →

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Dark Matters

Posted on September 5, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

Dark Mattersby Michael DoyleYou were my bright tomorrowNow all I have is my sorrowAnd I’ve only myself to blamePlease don’t look at me in my shameFeelings bubbled up in troubleI opened my mouth, now its doubleI can barely see through … Continue reading →

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Club Handy

Posted on September 5, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

Club Handyby Michael DoyleEvery showman is a tricksterA sophisticated and tragically hipsterLeaving the girls with smiles on their facesMoving them deeply with his tracesIt’s a carnival of scamPutting on the ritualistic glamWith bated breath ready to flyAs heartbreak paints the … Continue reading →

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It’s Natural

Posted on September 4, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

It’s Naturalby Michael DoyleIt is as natural to dieAs it is to be bornThere is no point in asking whyNor is there to mournThe only reason we existIs not to serve in some questBut to know, after we no longer … Continue reading →

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Before the Darkness

Posted on September 3, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

Before the Darknessby Michael DoyleBefore the darknessThere was lightAnd with that divisionBecame the nightLegends have it As legends willThat the evil oneIs necessary to the taleBleak is the seasonIn which we search for answersIt is the soul’s own treasonWhen fear … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Answers, Before, Bleak, Cancer, Darkness, Division, Evil One, Fear, Flow, Grow, Legends, Light, Necessary, Night, Poetry and Poems, Quietly, Search, Season, Seep, Silent, Soul, Spark, Tale, Treason | Leave a comment

You Cannot Hurt Me

Posted on August 31, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

You Cannot Hurt Meby Michael DoyleYou cannot hurt meIt’s beyond possibilityI am damaged goodsA babe lost in the woodsOf my own heart, my own mindLike innocence left far behindEvery day I wake up numbed by painAll of my good intentions, … Continue reading →

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The Spiderhead of Practiced Madness

Posted on August 29, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

The Spiderhead of Practiced Madnessby Michael DoyleForced into our darkest compulsionsWe have no sense but to feel revulsionSlipped needle holds its riddle darklyThe truths revealed are shown starklyThe spider’s head feels so libertineUntil examined for what it really meansInjected in … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Arcane Science, Bingo Card, Blur, Choice, Compulsion, Conscience, Harshness, Libertine, Madness, Means, Poetry and Poems, Remember, Revealed, Revulsion, Riddle, Self-Darkness, Slipped Needle, Spiderhead, Stark, Still Voice, Tripping Point, Truth, Win Or Lose | Leave a comment