Tag Archives: Writing

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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When Rock Went To School

Posted on September 19, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

When Rock Went To Schoolby Michael DoyleSometimes there is thunder in a perfect mind.There in that place we have left behind.We wonder why it is that we all can’t walk away.We’re still mesmerized by the songs they used to play.Every … Continue reading →

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America Unbroken

Posted on September 12, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

America Unbrokenby Michael DoyleTime comes at us with brutality,Not caring at all about our humanity.Every second comes with its own rush.The weakest of us feels the crush.Cutting through the skin to the inside,Until it takes every part of our pride.That’s … Continue reading →

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Turning Points of Resolution

Posted on September 10, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Turning Points of Resolutionby Michael DoyleWithout having so much as a college degree,Charlie offered the ideals of American philosophy.Bringing truth to the street of clever error,It’s more than 7 years of bad luck from this broken mirror.Touching hearts and guiding … Continue reading →

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All the Days Are Gone

Posted on September 5, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

All The Days Are Goneby Michael DoyleListen a little closer to the song,Tell me, does it somehow belong?It’s not a case of stump the band,But it’s a memory of favorites across the land.Standing ready across this promised land,What you want … Continue reading →

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The Rock of Life Still Rolls

Posted on September 2, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

The Rock of Life Still Rollsby Michael DoyleThere’s something across the river.A sense of magic that makes me shiver.Shiva dances and plays in a spin,It’s as if it’s yesterday again.None of us really knowsBefore the glory of our best shows,What … Continue reading →

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Hula Memories

Posted on August 26, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Hula Memoriesby Michael DoyleThe modern age has its share of complexity.But not enough to warrant Hawaiian anxiety.The sacred duty held with great veneration,Is the sacred duty felt by each generation.Hula is the language of the Hawaiian heart.It has remained so … Continue reading →

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