Tag Archives: Road

Cornfields of Oblivion

Posted on July 16, 2026 by alohapromisesforever

Cornfields of Oblivionby Michael DoyleYour heart is a black hole,Devoid of life, like my soul.Starting over with a new name,Our guilt knows no shame.We are each monsters in time,Every sin made its separate crime.Chasing down an endless road,Given to escape, … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Black Hole, Cornfields, Devoid, Heart, Life, Monsters, New Name, Oblivion, Poetry and Poems, Road, Shame, Sin, Soul | Leave a comment

To My Youngest Daughter (Age 17)

Posted on July 8, 2026 by alohapromisesforever

To My Youngest Daughter (Age 17)by Michael DoyleSometimes, when you’re not here,Your traces are hard to make disappear.I feel you near, sitting in your chair,And your heart feels like my favorite snare.Sometimes, I can almost hear your voice,Playfully sneering like … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged 17, Admiration, Artiist, Courage, Daghhter, Disappear, Father, Feeling, Heart, Here, Intellgence, Memoriies, Poetry and Poems, Road, Snicerity, Traces, Value, Voice, Warrior, Watch, Youngest Daughter | Leave a comment

Getting It Right

Posted on September 16, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Getting It Rightby Michael DoyleSomehow, I’ve split at my seams,But I’m still holding to my dreams.All my summers have met their end.Still, all in all, you’re my forever friend.Stated in its mighty declarative,Life best lived is lived by its narrative.The … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Captivated, Declarative, Dreams, End, Forever Friend, Getting It Right, Holding, Intensity, Life Best Lived, Music's Power, Narrative, Night After Night, One More Hour, Play, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Propensity, Right, Road, Seams, Somehow | Leave a comment

Beneath the Skin

Posted on April 12, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Beneath the Skinby Michael DoyleThere just beneath my skinAs simple as you pleaseIs the real me that beginsWith the will not to appeaseBut to be just who I am insideBehind my appearance, I hideDisguised by the roles I playIs the … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Appearance, Appease, Beneath, Blues, Disguise, Fiction, Guitar, Heart, Hide, Horror, Inside, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Real Me, Road, Roles, Short Story, Simple, Skin, Str, Tales, Thousand voices, Writing | Leave a comment

The Story Told

Posted on January 17, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

The Story Toldby Michael DoyleThere’s a heart in HeavenWaiting to be knownHis presence is everywhereIn every morning shoneThe revival of His SonIs the power of death undoneYahweh showers us with loveAs His kingdom reigns aboveHis love reigns as it leadsEach … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Every Generation, Every Season, Everywhere, Faithful, Flaw, Following Jesus, Foundation, Heart, Heaven, Kingdom, Known, Lead, Love, Love of God, Mistake, Morning, Noble Deeds, Poetry and Poems, Power of Death, Presence, Purpose, Reason, Revival, Road, Rock of Ages, Serve, Son, Step, Strength, The Story Told, The Truth, Yahweh | Leave a comment

A Road of Traveled Story

Posted on December 20, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

A Road of Traveled Storyby Michael DoyleThis universe isn’t made of cosmic dustThough we all depend on God as we mustThis universe is a road of traveled gloryEach of us has our own part in this storyGiven our roles, we … Continue reading →

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First Principles: The Best and Only Safe Road To Honor, Glory, and True Dignity Is Justice

Posted on December 10, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

“The best and only safe road to honor, glory, and true dignity is justice.” – George Washington (1779)

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Thought For the Day: When You’re Traveling, You Are What You Are Right There and Then. People Don’t Have Your Past To Hold Against You. No Yesterdays On the Road

Posted on August 28, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

“When you’re traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don’t have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road.” – William Least Heat-Moon, travel writer (b. 27 Aug 1939)

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Owed To America 2024

Posted on July 4, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

Owed To America 2024by Michael DoyleMy daughters ask me why is it you cryI think back on history and will not lieToo many brave souls have fought and diedFor us not to have mourned and criedThere was a time when … Continue reading →

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Reflections On the Aftertaste

Posted on June 29, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

Reflections On the Aftertasteby Michael DoyleIt was just one of those endless nightsI sat feasting on a garden of fried delightsTurning the channel to hear a bit of debateSurreally hoping to help decide the nation’s fateThere on the stage were … Continue reading →

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