Tag Archives: Memory

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

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A Pillow’s Talk of Things

The ninth day of Na/GloPoWriMo is based on the lists found in Sei Shonagon’ s The Pillow Talk.  As the hour has grown later than I had hoped and only just recently finished a show along with a late dinner and … Continue reading

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A Parchment To Write On

Today, April 1, 2019, marks the beginning of the annual National/Global Poetry Writing Month.  The first gauntlet flung down is to write a poem based on the idea of making something.  A friend suggested parchment.  This became to me how … Continue reading

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Memory Inspires the Future

Slavery is wrong.  It was wrong in the past.  It is wrong in the present.  It’s a wrong that will go into our future.  That is until we stand together to vanquish this evil.  I cannot stress enough that the … Continue reading

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The Do Nothing Days

My inner child likes yours more than a little, he said… The Do Nothing Days by Michael Romani The do nothing days come to pass With only their memories held; alas Kept as long as we can in our minds … Continue reading

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The Very Best of Something

Out there in the Hundred Acre Woods, there are a lot of tales to be told.  Some happy and filled with joy.  Some are bittersweet such as the feelings that come at childhood’s end… The Very Best of Something by … Continue reading

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Window Shopping

Life – it’s a flash, a bit of dash, and then maybe it’s over before we even know it’s begun… Window Shopping by Michael Romani It’s strange all those little things That make up our memory All the flashes and … Continue reading

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Things I’m Learning From You

Dedicated to all those I like and love however imperfectly… Things I’m Learning From You by Michael Romani I’ve long sought my authenticity Pursuing it with great integrity Only to find that in the much I believed I was too … Continue reading

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A Study On Passover

Some have accused me of being a fool for God…. To them, I reply.  Why yes, thank you, I am… but I am your fool.  Dedicated to God and to serving my fellow humanity.   It matters not how little … Continue reading

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Living Memories of A Man Taking the Name of Chip Takacs

May you rest in peace, Mr. Michael Robert Taska!  Heaven has gained a mischieveous, wonderfully humored, good hearted musician for it’s honor guard band. While you walked among us, you made so many smile with happiness. Always so ready with … Continue reading

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