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Tag Archives: Looking Back
Pandemic Confronted
On looking slightly back at a day of visitation with two princesses who mean all the world to me and reflection on the current events of our times. Pandemic Confronted by Michael Doyle What a day to roundly irrational In … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Afraid, Angel, Answer, Bad Joke, Better, Bravado, Bring, Brisk, Calm, Celebrate, Choke, Confess, Confront, Consequence, Covoid 19, Dad, Dancer, Day, Day's End, Deep, Depart, Devil, Diplomatic, Eldest, Embrace, End, Epidemic, Eye, Face, Father, Fear, Fear Monger, First, God, Goodbye, Heart, Hid, Hug, Imperfect, Irrational, Joke, Kill, Know, Last Day, Laugh, Loneliness, Looking Back, Love, Meal, Memory, Pandemic, Photograph, Pi, Poem, Poetry, Recompense, Reply, Revealing, Right, Risk, Round, Saint Patrick's Day, Sarcoidosis, See, Sent Off, Shower, Smile, Soul, Tear, Tell, Together, Trace, Visitation, Warm, Watch, Way, Wordplay
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Thankfulness For the Season
A poem in gratitude #17: Thankfulness For the Season by Michael Romani Memories of letters written By the likes of me and you To a certain man in red Depending on how written Always brought a toy or two Thoughts … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Above, Adversity, Anger, Being, Bestow, Blessed, Brilliance, Challenges, Cheer, Choose, Collect, Connection, Contentment, Cups, Dance, Eyes, Family, Give, Glory, God, Good Company, Good Will, Gratitude, Grown Up, Happiness, Head, Heart, Holiday, Humility, Immensity, Kind, Letters, Life, Looking Back, Love, Magic, Man In Red, Meaning, Memories, Passing Years, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Presents, Rays, Receive, Resentment, Resilience, Season, See, Shade, Smile, Spirit, Spite, Story, Tears, Thank you, Thankfulness, Tidings of Joy, Time of Year, Toy, True, Us, World, Written
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Nostalgia For Guantanamo
Next on the series of challenges for Na/GloPoWriMo Day 11 is to write a poem pertinent to places of origin. It seems to me that regardless of place of birth or my history of Hawai’i and California, the place that … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Absence, Beach, Best, Blue Beach, Bond, Brothers, Cable Beach, Cacti, Cactus Curtain, California, Children, Columbus, Company, Conserve, Courage, Cry, Cuba, Cuzco Beach, Deep, Desalination, Dust, Embrace, Endemic, Experience, Extended Family, Family, Family Beach, Fauna, Ferry Landing Beach, Fisherman's Point, Flavor, Flora, Fondness, Freedom, Friendship, Glass Beach, Grow Up, GTMO, Guantanamera, Guantanamo, Guantanamo Bay, Guantanamo Public Memory Project, Hawai'i, Heart, Hidden Beach, Horse, Island Hop, John Paul Jones Hill, Join, Landmine, Laugh, Leeward, Lesson, Lifetime, Live, Looking Back, Love, Memory, Na/GloPoWriMo, Natural History, Naval Base, Niknik Beach, No Man's Land, Nostaglia, Opuntia, Party, Photograph, Pirate, Place, Play, Poem, Poetry, Presence, Rain, Rainforest, Revolution, River, Rules, School, Semi Arid, Shape, Sisters, Small Town Living, Splash, Tales, Trails, Truest, Truth, Unique, Upper Hand, Water, William T. Sampson, Windmill Beach, Windward, Youth
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