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Tag Archives: Magical
Having Heard the Warning
Further reflections on my eldest daughter turning 13: Heaving Heard the Warning by Michael Doyle On Saturday night as I kissed you into sleep There was a part of me that wanted to keep This moment forever as a sacred … Continue reading
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On An Ancient Pathway
Today is the last day of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020! 30 days of poetry. Congratulations to my traveling companions through this journey who stuck with all of this. They tell me it’s really something to write 30 days of poems. I … Continue reading
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Tagged 2.5 Million Years, 2020, Adhere, Always, Ancient, Autumn, Birds, Birth, Bundle, Catch, Cheeks, Children, Clockwork, Daughters, Day, End, Eyes, Fall, Family, Father, Feed, Food, Forehead, Formation, Friends, Glide, Good, Gray, Hope, Human, Hunter, Jasper Pulaski, Joy, Laughter, Look Away, Magical, Memories, Mississippi Flyway, NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo, Nature, Pathway, Photograph, Pilgrimage, Play, Plumage, Poem, Poetry, Prayer, Pride, Profound, Recall, Red, Returns, Ribeye, Ride, Run, Sacred Ground, Sandhill Cranes, Savage, Silent, Sky, Soar, Spring, Tears, Thermal, Thrill, Tradition, Unison Calling, Whistle Stop, White, Whooping Crane
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Na/GloPoWriMo Day 17: Wrapped Around Her Little Finger
The Na/GloPoWriMo Day 17 challenge is to “write a poem re-telling a family anecdote that has stuck with you over time”. There is not a person on this Earth (or any other for that matter), who knows me and … Continue reading
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Tagged Children, Daughters, Family, Father, Little Finger, Love, Magical, Na/GloPoWriMo, Perfect Fit, Poem, Poetry, Wrapped
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Lessons In Living History
Lessons In Living History by Michael Romani The hardest thing to comprehend Is why so many fail to understand That lessons in history tend to repeat Maybe because the lessons are incomplete Like angel wings openly spread History is more … Continue reading
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Tagged Daughter, Family, Heritage, History, Lessons, Living, Living Museum, Love, Magical, Moments, Mystery, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Revelation
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