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Tag Archives: Eyes
We Who Damn Ourselves
Halloween Poem #19: We Who Damn Ourselves by Michael Romani We damn ourselves To our own private hells Dwelling on all Of the tiniest details In a world grown cold We lose all hope All of our dreams bought and … Continue reading
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Tagged Beg, Bought and Sold, Cling, Cold, Contrary, Damn, Deserve, Desperate, Detail, Dreams, Dwell, Easy, Elusive, End of Day, Evidence, Evil, Eyes, Forgive, Found, Halloween, Hang, Heresy, Hope, Ignore, Implore, Learn, Mercy, Monster, Ourselves, Pay, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Price, Private Hell, Reach, Rope, Say, Through, Way, We, Words, World, Worthy
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In A Monster’s Waltz
Halloween poem #7 In A Monster’s Waltz by Michael Romani May the lost souls be found No matter how or how unsound Too long happiness has been elusive For those rejected and now reclusive Frankenstein each of us in our … Continue reading
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Tagged Calamity, Castaway, Dance, Dare, Dark, Dignity, Dream, Elusive, Eyes, Frankenstein, Fright, Halloween, Happy, Humanity, Legacy, Lies, Lost Soul, Mephistopheles, Misfortune, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Reclusive, Reject, Stormy Night, Waltz
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Rose’s Thorn
Halloween Poem #3 Rose’s Thorn by Michael Romani The rose’s thorn bled it’s blood Chosen to drag my soul through the mud Clever thought I in the transparency Lost in its morbid transcendency Condemned to the darkened dust Struggling in … Continue reading
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Tagged Beauty, Blade, Blame, Blood, Blush, Clever, Condemn, Cost, Cruel, Danger, Defile, Drool, Dust, Eyes, Halloween, Lost, Lush, Morbid, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Promise, Rose, Shatter, Soul, Still, Stranger, Strong, Struggle, Thorn, Transparent, Tuth, Twist, Unkempt, Vicious, Wheel, World, Wrong
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Lessons From Thomas
Based in part on John 20: 24-31: Lessons From Thomas by Michael Romani Oh my God, I have so much doubt Always wondering what it’s about Expectations so seldom feeling met Too many turns that I sadly regret Sometimes, I … Continue reading
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Tagged Believe, Book of John, Care, Conceive, Dare, Demand, Discern, Doubt, Doubting Thomas, Expectation, Eyes, Faith, Faithless, Fear, Feeling, God, Grow, Integrity, Know, Learn, Met, Need, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Point, Proof, Regret, Right, Serve, Shadow, Sight, Teach, Turn, Wonder
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What Is Art?
I was sitting on a swing in a virtual world and thinking on how beautiful the build was that had been designed to evoke and memorialize my dead family members and close friends who had died before their time and … Continue reading
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Tagged Ars, Art, Axiology, Balance, Beauty, Build, Circumstance, Comfort, Concept, Craft, Define, Deny, Determination, Dread, Dream, Effort, Era, Escape, Evidence, Evoke, Expression, Eyes, Fail, Fear, Form, Formal Quality, Hang, Harmony, Heart, Hue, Imiate, Know, Meaning, Memorial, Mimesis, Mind, Organic, Origin, Originality, Philosophy, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Providence, Rendition, Representation, Response, Rhythm, Show, Skill, Soul, Spill, Truth, Ugly, Unity, Value, Views, Virtual, Wall, Way, World
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Life Giving Water
The secret elixir of life on our blue planet begins with water. Beyond on this, we must look toward the mixer of this with energy and stardust, our heavenly Father. Life Giving Water by Michael Romani Too many eyes looking … Continue reading
Pouring It Out
I am not certain. But, I think that maybe self inflicted is sometimes the worse loss? Pouring It Out by Michael Romani Tossing and turning I just couldn’t sleep This kind of hurt Is soul deep Self inflicted tears Welling … Continue reading
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Tagged Best Friend, Blam, Breathe, Deep, Doubt, Eyes, Hurt, Lost, Love, Out, Penance, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pour, Realize, Self Inflict, Sleep, Soul, Tears, Toss, Turn
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First Principles: We Are Apt To Close Our Eyes Against Painful Truth That Is Capable of Transforming Us Into Beasts
“We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth — and listen to the song of that syren, till she transforms us into beasts.” – Patrick Henry (1775)
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Tagged Apt, Beast, Eyes, First Principles, Hope, Illusion, Indulge, Man, Natural, Pain, Patrick Henry, Shut, Siren, Song, Transform, Truth
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