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Tag Archives: Lost
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
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Blood, Burn, Cause, Danger, Darkness, Death, Doom, Drum, Eye, Fall, Fog, Gateway, Halloween, Hear, History, Immortal, Keen, Lamentation, Late, Legacy, Lost, Lucifer, Mystery, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Raven, Scar, Second Sight, Shine, Tattoo, Thrill, Totem, Wall, Will
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A Bleakness of Breath
Continuing on my semi-gothic mood, Halloween Poem #8: A Bleakness of Breath by Michael Romani In a cemetery of bleakness Down from the Devil’s house In a coldness that speaks of this There is a tremble as quiet as a … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Abyss, Apparition, Bleak, Breath, Buried, Carried, Caw, Cemetery, Child, Cold, Crawl, Daughter, Dead, Death, Deliver, Devil, Disguise, End, Evil, God, Good, Goth, Guest, Halloween, Lilith, Lost, Morbid, Mortal, Passage, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Raven, Resistance, Serene, Sinners, Sixpence, Spite, Striking Distance, Struggle, Tremble, Troubles, Venom, Vision
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Betrayed With A Kiss
Halloween Poem #6 – Once you’re under evil’s dominion, it doesn’t matter how you got there. Does it? Betrayed With A Kiss by Michael Romani With a kiss, we turned the key Sinking deep into your debauchery It’s certain I … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Anger, Attitude, Betray, Bite, Blade, Bllind, Broken, Company, Content, Controll, Cure, Debauchery, Debt, Defiance, Demon, Disdain, Distraction, Dominion, Door, Ease, Enchant, Escape, Essence, Evil, Firelight, Gratitude, Halloween, Hate, Howl, Key, Kind, Kiss, Know, Letha, Lost, Madness, Mistress, Night, Owe, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pretend, Reliance, Return, Righteous, Sad, Satisfaction, Science, Secret, Servant, Slave, Slice, Soul, Spare, Spirit, Table, Throat, Unholy
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Thought For the Day: Make Sure That You Haven’t Lost the Things That Money Can’t Buy
“It’s good to have money and the things that money can buy, but it’s good, too, to check up once in a while and make sure that you haven’t lost the things that money can’t buy.” – George H. Lorimer, … Continue reading
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Buy, Check Up, George H Lorimer, Good, Lost, Money, Sure, Things, Things That Money Can't Buy, Thought For the Day
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Rose’s Thorn
Halloween Poem #3 Rose’s Thorn by Michael Romani The rose’s thorn bled it’s blood Chosen to drag my soul through the mud Clever thought I in the transparency Lost in its morbid transcendency Condemned to the darkened dust Struggling in … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Beauty, Blade, Blame, Blood, Blush, Clever, Condemn, Cost, Cruel, Danger, Defile, Drool, Dust, Eyes, Halloween, Lost, Lush, Morbid, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Promise, Rose, Shatter, Soul, Still, Stranger, Strong, Struggle, Thorn, Transparent, Tuth, Twist, Unkempt, Vicious, Wheel, World, Wrong
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First Principles: Always Vote For Principle And Your Vote Is Never Lost
Always vote for principle, though you may vote alone, and you may cherish the sweetest reflection that your vote is never lost. – John Quincy Adams
Posted in First Principles
Tagged Alone, Cherish, First Principles, John Quincy Adams, Lost, Principle, Reflection, Vote
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First Principles: Keep Hope That Light and Liberty Will Continue To Advance
“I will not believe our labors are lost. I shall not die without a hope that light and liberty are on a steady advance.” – Thomas Jefferson (1821)
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Tagged Advance, Believe, Die, First Principles, Hope, Labor, Liberty, Light, Lost, Steady, Thomas Jefferson
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Pouring It Out
I am not certain. But, I think that maybe self inflicted is sometimes the worse loss? Pouring It Out by Michael Romani Tossing and turning I just couldn’t sleep This kind of hurt Is soul deep Self inflicted tears Welling … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Best Friend, Blam, Breathe, Deep, Doubt, Eyes, Hurt, Lost, Love, Out, Penance, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pour, Realize, Self Inflict, Sleep, Soul, Tears, Toss, Turn
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