Tag Archives: Writing

Heaviness Sighs

Posted on May 11, 2026 by alohapromisesforever

Heaviness Sighsby Michael DoyleLife’s heaviness must dissipateBefore it becomes life’s fate.A little lightness never hurts anyone.Experiments made might still be fun.One likes to believe in music’s freedom,And that things might be permanent, if but seldom.It is played out with great … Continue reading →

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Touching On Rush

Posted on April 29, 2026 by alohapromisesforever

Touching On Rushby Michael DoyleThere on the edge of an unknown stageAre those who’ve escaped life’s cage.They’ve chosen patterns of innovation,Stirred by their warp speed imaginations.Well, now, isn’t that a rush?There is and was magic in their touch.They weren’t here … Continue reading →

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Fitting In Comfortably

Posted on April 5, 2026 by alohapromisesforever

Fitting In Comfortablyby Michael DoyleBetween bits of laughter, we begin comfortablyIn building what may yet become our family.It isn’t so much the jokes but the easy smiles.They go a long way in logging away the miles.A sip shared, a song … Continue reading →

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In Need of Clarity

Posted on March 28, 2026 by alohapromisesforever

In Need of Clarityby Michael DoyleYou stumble toward your comfy bedFeeling dazed and abused in your head.It’s been a night of free-flow drinking,And you’re now incapable of thinkingYou dial her number, hoping it’s a mistake,Your last raw nerve feels it’s … Continue reading →

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Like My Dream Child

Posted on March 13, 2026 by alohapromisesforever

Like My Dream Childby Michael DoyleIt feels chaotic, sight unseen,Falling for another human being.Passion is a burning thing.But for some, a voice adds up to nothing.Love is an awesome journey,As you tell me of your destiny.You say you want what’s … Continue reading →

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This Digital Age

Posted on March 9, 2026 by alohapromisesforever

This Digital Ageby Michael DoyleLost in the weak punditry of this digital ageToo many fools think their wisdom is sage.Openly declaring that it’s too slow to read.Furthermore, they can’t be convinced of the need.Fools have been, by participation. freely degreed.As … Continue reading →

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Too Many Voices

Posted on March 3, 2026 by alohapromisesforever

Too Many Voicesby Michael DoyleThe mourning after is brought by its happy day.Maybe it amounts to the memory kept, and by the way.How do I keep you today, hoping for our tomorrow,Without my smile, sometimes slipping into sorrow.If I should … Continue reading →

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Quiver

Posted on March 2, 2026 by alohapromisesforever

Quiverby Michael DoyleI reach for words from a quiver of choices,Drowning in a wave of three kinds of voices.This, then, is what makes up the poet’s armoryAnd the choices made make for dissonance or harmony.I find myself talking to me … Continue reading →

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My Most Meaningful Bond

Posted on February 2, 2026 by alohapromisesforever

My Most Meaningful Bondby Michael DoyleIn this age where the hard Left seeks to divide,I know that I always want my daughters by my side.I read to them nightly while they were in the womb,And by my side, there will … Continue reading →

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Conversation

Posted on January 13, 2026 by alohapromisesforever

Conversationby Michael DoyleIf you understand what it is that I mean,We’re watching two shows on the same screen.There are few safe discussions in this nation.We have lost our part in decent conversation.Stupid is as stupid does, and becoming plain.That our … Continue reading →

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