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Tag Archives: Belief
Grateful For A Quest Completed
A poem of gratitude #25: Grateful For A Quest Completed by Michael Romani Life has at best One most important quest It begins at the start By the opening of one’s heart There in a box filled With the best … Continue reading
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Tagged Begin, Belief, Believe, Best, Box, Devotion, Eternal, Feel, First, Gratitude, Great, Grief, Heart, Holiday Magic, Important, Incomprensible, Knightly Virtue, Later, Life, Love, Memory, Now, One, Open, Past, Photograph, Please, Poem, Poetry, Possible, Quest, Rest, Reveal, Reverie, Sacred, Seen, Start, Tragic, Treasure, True, Two Hearts, Undone
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Desire At the End of Days
Halloween Poem #12: Desire At the End of Days by Michael Romani At the end of days When evil walks and dragons slay The fallen angels will have the rule In absolute dominion over fools Drink this down with whiskey … Continue reading
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Tagged Appearance, Belief, Believe, Black Death, Breath, Creatures of the Night, Dark One, Day, Deceive, Desire, Discern, Dominion, End, Evil, Fall, Fallen Ange, Fire, Forget, Heart, House, Learn, Lesson, Life, Madman, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Reason, Right As Rain, Rip, Risk, Shellly, Slay, Strain, Superstition, Truth, Vain, Verse, Walk, Whiskey, White Chapel
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Blood On Our Hands
Halloween poem #2 – mankind has the worse monsters and is seldom as kind as we might be if only we could. Blood On Our Hands by Michael Romani Our brutalities serve to shape us Though we wish to deny … Continue reading
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Tagged Abyss, Asylum, Atrocity, Belief, Better, Blood, Brother, Brutality, Certain, Creature of the Night, Cure, Dawn, Deny, Dignity, Doctor, Fail, Fatal, Forget, Forgivver, God, Halloween, Hands, Heavy, Heoes, Humane, Humanity, Killers, Laugh, Live, Memory, Monster, Night, Peace, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Push, Remake, Right, River, Seen, Shadow, Shape, Sister, Sleep, Stir, Toll, Unafraid, Vanity, Watch
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Satan’s Kiss
Madness knows no mercy. Satan’s Kiss by Michael Romani Loneliness becomes her friend The only one on which to depend In a chosen profession of glory A mild confession is given in story To hold belief in once upon As … Continue reading
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Tagged Belief, Broken, Children, Confession, Courage, Depend, Dream, Fire, Friend, Funeral Pyre, Glory, Key, Kiss, Loneliness, Madness, Mercy, Mist, Noble, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Satan, Sorrow, Sting, Story, Strong, Thought
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All the Beauty Heaven Bears
Probably one of the single most sad moments possible in a parent’s life is surviving the death of a child. All the Beauty Heaven Bears by Michael Romani Against all sense In a world grown dense A child’s life has … Continue reading
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Tagged Bear, Beauty, Belief, Brave, Child, Child's Life, Crumble, Death, Dense, Dream, End, Everything, Grief, Heaven, Incandescent, Moment, Nothing, Out Live, Pain, Parent, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Sad, Sense, Sorrow, Stardust, Stars, Stumble, Surreal, Tomorrow
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To Live and Die American
Flickr has broken my Flickr account. Not sure what I will do for photographs now or if I’ll ever be able to retrieve them. Meanwhile as I wait for their next response on the destruction they’ve done, I guess I’ll … Continue reading
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Tagged American, Belief, Birth, Blind, Change, Character, Circumstance, Code, Correct, Death, Define, Difference, Dream, Eternal, Fight, Freedom, Good, Grief, Happy, Illuminate, Injustice, Journey, Lady Justice, Life, Light, Live and Die, Mind, Mistake, Photograph, Plan, Poem, Poetry, Right, Shade, Stars, Success, Sun, Talk, Walk
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A Response To Naysaying Pill Pushing Slashers and Gassers
Na/GloPoWriMo Day 8’s challenge is to use the slang and jargon of a profession. It sort of runs in opposition of my day to day job’s admonishment to avoid jargon in favor of the familiar.. but who am I to … Continue reading
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Tagged Acute Thespian Syndrome, Arrested Development, Belief, Circling the Drain, Denial, Direction, Discovery, Doctors, England, Envelopement, Gasser, Jargon, Medical, Mind Body Connection, Na/GloPoWriMo, Normal For Norfolk, Patient, Photograph, Pill Push, pnuemoencephalopathy, Poem, Poetry, Recovery, Slasher, Teeth
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