Tag Archives: Monkey

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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Adapt, Survive and Overcome

Life is filled with challenges and adversities to meet and hopefully overcome.  That came to mind as I was watching Mowgli.  From those thoughts: Adapt, Survive and Overcome by Michael Romani Adapt, survive And overcome Run, boy, run Adapt, feel … Continue reading

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To Truly Belong

Second poem mostly absorbed from watching the new Mowgali Jungle Book movie on Netflix: To Truly Belong by Michael Romani The fruit there hangs low And don’t you know Life can make a monkey out of you In all of … Continue reading

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Still the Monkey Grins

The world has a monkey on its back.  It’s the darkness inside us all. Still the Monkey Grins by Michael Romani Born innocent Victims to the sins The sins of the father Eden’s fall set the precedent Banished, cast before … Continue reading

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Out In the Badlands Made Good

Out In the Badlands Made Good by Michael Romani The tiger pushes the mountain With the force of an eagle’s claw There under the red sun And just before the silver moon The palm of an angry iron fox Leaps … Continue reading

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Monkey Play

Monkey Play by Michael Romani Seen from above as a thick carpet of green But then… things are never as they’re seen Each animal like monkeys in the canopy Clamber and cope as they pass tree to tree Red Howlers … Continue reading

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