Tag Archives: Cry

Eulogy For the Profane

The last few days have been painful.  I wonder if that means I’m growing?  Isn’t that the saying “no pain, no gain”? Eulogy For the Profane by Michael Romani They say profanity Is the sign of a lazy mind All … Continue reading

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In the Middle of…

Life is what happens when you’re making plans about plans you’ve been making while others unravel and well.. ummm Life Happens!  Flow with it and grow! In the Middle of… Michael Romani Life.. is as beautiful Sometimes.. even wonderful Then … Continue reading

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Inward Crash

The injuries from the military that are visible only scratch the surface of the totality. Inward Crash by Michael Romani There’s a loneliness in his memory Sitting and looking out to the sea Images explode, implode and won’t go away … Continue reading

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Dragged Down

Little something that fell together while I was playing guitar tonight… Dragged Down by Michael Romani Feeling less than fulsome Dragged down something awesome Drinking to oblivion stage side Letting my rage riff on a free ride At the turn … Continue reading

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Sometimes Better Than the Memories

Six guns out and blazing was the dream …. maybe a little too much time thinking on the West these days?   Sometimes Better Than the Memories by Michael Romani Sometimes I can’t remember The things that I’ve done Sometimes … Continue reading

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The Good Man Stands

Been spending some time at a Western museum lately.  When you think on the lives lived, something like this might come to mind? The Good Man Stands by Michael Romani Troubles come Troubles gone The good man stands As he … Continue reading

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Even To This Day

Based in part on a life lived between worlds and still finding hope and dreaming dreams… Even To This Day by Michael Romani It was a dark night The darkest night And you were crying And I was crying And … Continue reading

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Like Dominoes Falling

On this the 18th day of Na/GloPoWriMo, the challenge is to write an elegy in which the sadness is based less on abstraction than concrete verbiage that helps a person feel the depth of sorrow felt.  To that degree, I … Continue reading

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Nostalgia For Guantanamo

Next on the series of challenges for Na/GloPoWriMo Day 11 is to write a poem pertinent to places of origin.  It seems to me that regardless of place of birth or my history of Hawai’i and California, the place that … Continue reading

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A Pillow’s Talk of Things

The ninth day of Na/GloPoWriMo is based on the lists found in Sei Shonagon’ s The Pillow Talk.  As the hour has grown later than I had hoped and only just recently finished a show along with a late dinner and … Continue reading

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