Tag Archives: Grief

Abstractiva

Abstract art has it’s meanings if you look deep enough. Abstractiva by Michael Romani Chaotic, feathery strokes embrace The tempest that is grief Jagged streaks of rage turn to face The locked out ability to find relief Seeping outward in … Continue reading

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Hot Sauce

Scribbled tales tell more than most would want to know, right? Hot Sauce by Michael Romani Layers of texture Provide the details The hot sauce of conjecture Told in a scribbled tale It’s a portrait of a community But also … Continue reading

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All the Beauty Heaven Bears

Probably one of the single most sad moments possible in a parent’s life is surviving the death of a child. All the Beauty Heaven Bears by Michael Romani Against all sense In a world grown dense A child’s life has … Continue reading

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The Wrong of Pop

Dedicated to Taylor Swift’s latest effort: The Wrong of Pop by Michael Romani A penchant for speaking truth Ove humble country strums Might speak of passion and youth But offer no excuse for Jazzercize drums Idiosyncratic bits of garish tackiness … Continue reading

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To Live and Die American

Flickr has broken my Flickr account.  Not sure what I will do for photographs now or if I’ll ever be able to retrieve them.  Meanwhile as I wait for their next response on the destruction they’ve done, I guess I’ll … 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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If We Would Wish To Heal

Playing a bit of catch up from yesterday in that my life changed dramatically and not for the better, I am combining the sixth day of Na/GloPoWriMo’s goal of a poem about if and the woulds, coulds, and shoulds of … Continue reading

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On Outrunning Grief

You cannot outrun grief. On Outrunning Grief by Michael Romani It has been said And I assume it’s true Words from inside my head That same for me; the same for you You hide yours in a diary I keep … Continue reading

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Echo Chambers of Disbelief

Beware the monsters under our beds.. but worse still are the monsters just behind the veneer we casually wear…. Echo Chambers of Disbelief by Michael Romani In a thousand seedy places There are monsters behind faces Playing cleverly as saying … Continue reading

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The Faith of the Grail

Knight means servant.  In today’s mockery of history, that’s overlooked.  It’s in my heritage.  Certainly, I am flawed as well.  Let’s hope that in the end the things I struggle for are remembered with greater fondness? The Faith of the … Continue reading

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