Tag Archives: Writing

From High To Low

Posted on April 24, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

From High To Lowby Michael DoyleToo many people believe in the nicheAnd from there won’t budge an inch.Truth? It pays to know about everythingBecause then, you can choose what to bringTo the party of life’s extremes.From this, you can learn … Continue reading →

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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

Bob Dylan’s Blues

Posted on April 5, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Bob Dylan’s Bluesby Michael DoyleBob Dylan’s tangle was a lot more than blueIts effect has had a multi-generational hueHis music, writing, and lyrical poetryHas etched its way into the best of historyMost of us take part in shallow walk-on rolesThere … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Arrival, Bell Tolls, Blessed, Blood On the Tracks, Blues, Bob Dylan, Chimes, Context, Destiny, Electrified, Etch, Folk Reborn, Folk Tradition, Freedom, Heard, History, Home, Lasting Impression, Left Alone, Lives, Lyrical Poetry, Mr. Tambourine Man, Multi-generational Hue, Music, Poetic Expression, Poetry and Poems, Respect, Shallow, Success, Survival, Tangle, Walk-On Role, Worn, Writing | Leave a comment

Hills and Valleys to Die On

Posted on March 27, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Hills and Valleys To Die Onby Michael DoyleStretching my SUV across the Greater Ohio ValleyI see what my travels bring closer to meHere in what were once considered idle spacesAre the dreams that leave me etching their tracesThe displacement is … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Borders, Bullets, Complexity, Debt, Die On, Displacement, Dreams, Ghosts of the Past, Greater Ohio Valley, Harmony, Hills, History, Idle Spaces, Iroquois, Muse, Mystic Dance, Poetry and Poems, Shadow, Short Story, Silver Tongues, SUV, Traces, Travel, Valleys, War Cry, Wilderness, Writing | Leave a comment

First Steps Into the Shatter Zone

Posted on March 21, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

First Steps Into the Shatter Zoneby Michael DoyleSometimes, I allow myself an inward journeyAs I seek to know what the past means to meToday, nestled in my roadside booth I find myself eating tacos as I seek out the truthWhat … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry and Poems | Tagged Cortez, Destruction, First Steps, God, Gold, History, Inward Journey, Legacy, Mexico, Poetry and Poems, Roadside Booth, Shatter Zone, Spain, Tacos, The Past, Travel, Truth, Two Paths of Madness, Writing | Leave a comment

Oneshotted Into Nihilism

Posted on March 5, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Oneshotted Into Nihilismby Michael DoyleIt’s no longer pay-to-play but pay-to-winWith a milkshake duck, where do we beginMutating in iterative references made more visibleSocial media has mostly made us all more miserableWords rise from the internet’s tepid muckClaiming glory and defamation … Continue reading →

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Signs of Peace In An Artificial World

Posted on February 28, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Signs of Peace In An Artificial Worldby Michael DoyleI grew up strong and being taught what it meansTo walk justly and forthright with other human beingsThis meant that one didn’t have to fight to be a manThrowing one’s weight around … Continue reading →

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Pushback On A Throw Away Life

Posted on January 6, 2025 by alohapromisesforever

Pushback On A Throw Away Lifeby Michael DoyleWords are frequently flungLike bells that can’t be un-rungThere remains work to be doneWe can’t turn away before it’s wonFor those with caring heartsThis is off to a rough startPeople who deserve next … Continue reading →

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Remembering Prince

Posted on November 19, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

Remembering Princeby Michael DoyleI remember listening to a nightingale singSomewhere in Europe and just about springAnd thinking about things dismissed in hasteA lot of which was only my imagined wasteOne of these was Prince, dead at fifty-sevenDid find his way … Continue reading →

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Thought For the Day: Poetry Is the Art of Creating Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads

Posted on November 15, 2024 by alohapromisesforever

“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads.” -Marianne Moore, poet (15 Nov 1887-1972) — Marianne Moore was a poetess nominated for a Nobel Prize in Literature based on her use of formal innovation, precise diction, irony, … Continue reading →

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