Tag Archives: Late

Back Chat of Eternal Insomnia

So many of us spend countless hours into the we hours of the night staving off the limited hours until the morning light.  Insomnia and its accompanying sleep exhaustion have claimed many of us and leading into less good than … Continue reading

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All Life Is Sacred

Perhaps  I repeat myself in saying that elevating one skin tone or sex over another is as wrong as having the first offense kept in place.  Love and respect for each other is what is needed.  All lives are sacred. … Continue reading

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Notions of Landscaping

Continuing in the series on one of my favorite hobbies, photography: Notions of Landscaping by Michael Doyle Still life perfected in the land Just you, the light and what you understand Arriving early, just to stay late Apply your imagination … Continue reading

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With the Turning of the Screw

Legend is replete of those who live and die by the sword, all in the name of honor and glory.  It is a noble story. With the Turning of the Screw by Michael Doyle Bitterness born of grief The warrior … 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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A Ninja’s Ways

Rumor has it that a burger place is behind December 5th being named International Ninja Day!  I think the odds are this is true.  But it doesn’t change a thing about how I’m choosing to see it. 🙂 A Ninja’s … Continue reading

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Collect Call

In humble gratitude, I offer this poem for those moments we feel most challenged in trying to understand the necessary balance of things as a poem of thankfulness #10: Collect Call by Michael Romani It’s moments like these When I’m … Continue reading

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A Keening of Cause

Halloween Poem #9: A Keening of Cause by Michael Romani Fallen into second sight’s vision I find myself lost in indecision There inside that stinging fog Sawn in half like a totem’s log It’s too late for what will come … Continue reading

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Propagation

Continuing in the series  on survival: Propagation by Michael Romani I pity the poor Mayfly Who have only one day To find their way to a mate Before the day is gone and it’s to late Love it seems can … Continue reading

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Bones of A Dead Man

We can learn a lot from the past.  The trick is to learn the best not the worse and realize things, thoughts, deeds are contextual and not always the same as it might be today or the future. Bones of … Continue reading

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