Tag Archives: Writing

The Fight After the Fight

Posted on December 5, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

The Fight After the Fightby Michael DoyleThe first death you seeStrips away a layer of life’s dignity.It stays with you like an aura you wearWhile you fight the pangs of despair.The pain grips you by the heart.As you look into … Continue reading →

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Writings On My Wall

Posted on December 4, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Writings On My Wallby Michael DoyleI sit here like some poor lost soul.I am regretful of the times I’ve lost control.Now, I sit here quiet as a church mouse,My fractured memories churn inside like a ghost house.Thinking of how like … Continue reading →

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Words Well Spent

Posted on November 22, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Words Well-Spentby Michael DoyleDon’t wait until the endTo learn to live as a father and a friend.Now and then are the moments to seize.This lesson doesn’t come with fancy degrees.It begins and ends by saying I love you,And living each … Continue reading →

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A Reverence For Hurts Felt

Posted on November 20, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

A Reverence For Hurts Feltby Michael DoyleIt’s never easy on the children. Is it?Perfection is not really a standard. Is it?There is so much to be worked out,Between the fears, the tears, and the doubts.It’s too bad about the power … Continue reading →

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Sunny Rays For Better Days

Posted on November 15, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Sunny Rays For Better Daysby Michael DoyleAll around the neighborhood,It’s something understood.That it comes down to right attitude,And it comes down to gratitude.Glimpse by glimpse, behind the doors,We find friends we’ve come to adore.Though sometimes, it’s hard to forgive,But we … Continue reading →

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Love’s Chance Brings Gratitude

Posted on November 10, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Love’s Chance Brings Gratitudeby Michael DoyleTrue beauty rests within the heart.There is, perhaps, no better place to start.Moonshine begins from within beauty’s skin.Truth and beauty will tell you when…Setting the journey at a leisurely pace,Beauty leaves its eternal trace.It is … Continue reading →

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Closing Eyes To the Blind Side

Posted on November 1, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Closing Eyes To the Blind Sideby Michael DoyleIn this world, there’s a gathering darkness.Love has been put aside and replaced with harshness.Each side proclaims hate that they cannot hide,And each side demands that we pick our side.I think I’ve thought … Continue reading →

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It Feasts On Fear

Posted on October 30, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

It Feasts On Fearby Michael DoyleI.Watch for signs of corruption in the morning,In all the troubles that come without warning.American Sign Language signals the meaningOf all the challenges for us human beings.Small towns brush life with their mercy,Sipping whiskey from … Continue reading →

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Like A New Look of Horror

Posted on October 6, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Like A New Look of Horrorby Michael DoyleWe look back on yesterday’s self,Like a new look of horror from our shelf,And as we turn from page to pageWe find more foolishness than wisdom from a sage.Memory is a monster as … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Apology, Fantasy, Foolishness, Groan, Horror, Host, Lapdogs of Hell, Memory, Monstger, New Look, Page, Poetry and Poems, Sage, Shelf, Vampire, vampires, Writing, Yesterday | Leave a comment

Wounded Bluntness

Posted on September 30, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Wounded Bluntnessby Michael DoyleIt seems cliché, by revealing,When we talk about our covert feelings,That even writers aren’t sure what’s good.It’s well enough hoping to be understood.The personal is what others find compelling.Otherwise, just what is it that you’re revealing?That is, … Continue reading →

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