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Winchester I. The Arrival

Posted on July 31, 2020 by alohapromisesforever

There is a famous house in California built the widow of the same Winchester who invented the famous rifle of the same name. Winchester I. The Arrival by Michael Doyle The bell tolls in the dark of night While the … Continue reading →

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Ghosts of Bedlam

Posted on October 31, 2019 by alohapromisesforever

Halloween Poem #30 (the blog got messed up yesterday and I had to get it fixed by WordPress help – special thank you to the nice person who helped me!!) Ghosts of Bedlam by Michael Romani Sometimes staying the course … Continue reading →

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Stage Craft

Posted on October 27, 2019 by alohapromisesforever

Halloween Poem #27: Stage Craft by Michael Romani All of the magic in hocus pocus Is merely that of diverting focus Legendary in its sleight of hand It’s all just illusion; understand? Like guns on a stage in the first … Continue reading →

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Blood On Our Hands

Posted on October 2, 2019 by alohapromisesforever

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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