Tag Archives: Fear

Words To Feeling

These days with so many choices out there, it seems an endless spiral of restless hearts.  Here’s to those whose hearts have found their home.   I see it in a plethora of friends who have now been married a … Continue reading

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Game of Hearts

Some say the grass is always greener.  I don’t. Game of Hearts by Michael Doyle Don’t make my heart Into another game of homes Or, you’ll soon see me depart I’d rather just be alone I’ve seen the trades made … Continue reading

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In Dedication To You

One day I met a really wonderful elf.  As blessings would have it, the person behind that elf was even more wonderfully magical.  Our first conversation started simply.  We discussed the use of wind-lights in SL photography and one thing … Continue reading

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Looking Forward With Clarity

Based in part on a 02022020 Sunday sermon.: Looking Forward With Clarity by Michael Romani If your eye is the light of darkness Not too speak too much in harshness But you won’t see so much with clarity That sometimes … Continue reading

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Tilting Mental Windmills

On bad days, I awake wondering if maybe Don Quixote wasn’t on to something in his belief of pursuing impossible dreams.  Other days, I dare to dream these. Tilting Mental Windmills by Michael Romani Captured frames from your window Map … Continue reading

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Hole Inside My Gospel

I know that I’m not the only one who is a believer.  Nor am I the only one amazed at the things he does despite believing, right?  Still…. Hole Inside My Gospel by Michael Romani Like so many among the … Continue reading

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Rules of the Beast I

A sort of start at a poetic retelling of the classic Dracula tale: Rules of the Beast I by Michael Romani As the approach is made to castle There is fear amongst its vassals A crucifix is given in protection … Continue reading

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Bricks Into the Future

We live in an interesting time of transition.  Into what exactly is yet to be seen.  It’s both exciting and scary to watch and more to be part of this transformation.  Greater degrees of uniqueness have somehow merged into a … Continue reading

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First Principles: A Universal Peace Will Never Exist But In the Imaginations of Visionary Philosophers Or the Breasts of Benevolent Enthusiasts

“A universal peace, it is to be feared, is in the catalogue of events, which will never exist but in the imaginations of visionary philosophers, or in the breasts of benevolent enthusiasts.” – James Madison (1792)      

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In A Relative Theory of Violin

Happiest National Violin Day! In A Relative Theory of Violin by Michael Romani I know it’s all relative but who’s to argue But to play well one must add in divisions of two At least often, if you happen to … Continue reading

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