Tag Archives: Gone

Slow Like A Mule

Blues and fusion offers it’s own kick of long solos filled with hot licks.  But in all of this, there is that groove and it punches slow like a mule.  No one threw those punches better than Betty Davis. Slow … Continue reading

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The Having of Something To Say

What makes a poet? The Having Something To Say by Michael Doyle Sitting here in the middle of a think Mentally stumbling slipping toward brink Wondering what it is that makes a poet Certainly certain that I don’t know it … Continue reading

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This Haunting Song

Some say this time we live in is too familiar to the Spanish Influenza back in 1918.   So far, the numbers don’t even remotely echo that horrific event.  Still… This Haunting Song by Michael Doyle This epidemic is a … Continue reading

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Lessons From Eden Park

The Roaring Twenties were a fascinating time.  Among the lessons to be learned was that a woman could do and be more than they had been allowed until then, vice and other personal choices could not be controlled and that … Continue reading

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Finding Joy In the Tears

Based in part on Ecclesiastes 3:4: https://flic.kr/p/gsQDkz Finding Joy In the Tears by Michael Doyle In looking back on my many years I am finding joy in the tears There in the sweet music for my ears Is the finding … Continue reading

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Sweater Weather Dues

Originally meant for December 20th, National Ugly Christmas Sweater Day! Sweater Weather Dues by Michael Romani Tell me now Was it just a trick of the light That led me somehow To see things differently that night They tell me … Continue reading

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Memories In An Elephant’s Trunk

A poem of gratitude #11: Memories In An Elephant’s Trunk by Michael Romani With gratitude I share my words While overhead there are flying birds Puzzling along these thoughts contemporary Wondering how much is too temporary Unlike elephants who read … Continue reading

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Ghosts of Bedlam

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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Twinkle, Twinkle Little Satellite

Light pollution and tricks of manmade light are dulling out the nighttime sky almost irreverently. Twinkle, Twinkle Little Satellite by Michael Romani Looking up to heavens with naked eye Cosmic specks no longer glitter the sky Even outside the dense … Continue reading

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When It’s Gone

My Plan B poem for the poetry month event.  It wasn’t necessarily meant to be the poem dealing with the passage of time.  But then, as the words flowed, it’s exactly about that isn’t it? When It’s Gone by Michael … Continue reading

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