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Sailing An Impersonal Apocalypse

I heard an interesting global reading of Coleridge’s The Rime of the Ancient Mariner.  From this contrasted with the pandemic lockdown came: Sailing An Impersonal Apocalypse by Michael Doyle As is the way of many a hero’s journey Enduring the … Continue reading →

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Green Tea Haiku

From the prompt tea at the Fantasy Faire in Second Life:   I love to visit Drinking my morning’s green tea Quiet morning’s blossoms fall      

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Simply Do Unto Others​

Based in part on Matthew 7: 12: Simply Do Unto Others​ by Michael Doyle In Jesus’ name we give our gratitude Demonstrated in our loving attitude Thankful for His covering and His grace Looking at love given in His embrace … Continue reading →

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A Pirate’s Quest For More

Beyond the treasures of the bounding main are those of peace, love and connection. A Pirate’s Quest For More by Michael Doyle We cannot be thieves forever Said the first mate being clever Better to score one last prize And … Continue reading →

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Sizzle As It Fries

It’s hard to get better than today’s celebration! Happy National Bacon Day!  Oh sure… some are going to say, hey… you’re supposed to be working hard on your health….. Yes, I know.  However, you’ve taken brownies and chocolate chip cookies.. … Continue reading →

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Memories In An Elephant’s Trunk

A poem of gratitude #11: Memories In An Elephant’s Trunk by Michael Romani With gratitude I share my words While overhead there are flying birds Puzzling along these thoughts contemporary Wondering how much is too temporary Unlike elephants who read … Continue reading →

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Thought For the Day: Give Thanks In the Morning For All You Have and If You Find No Reason, the Fault Lies In Yourself

“When you rise in the morning, give thanks for the light, for your life, for your strength. Give thanks for your food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason to give thanks, the fault lies in … Continue reading →

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Abstractiva

Abstract art has it’s meanings if you look deep enough. Abstractiva by Michael Romani Chaotic, feathery strokes embrace The tempest that is grief Jagged streaks of rage turn to face The locked out ability to find relief Seeping outward in … Continue reading →

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Thought For the Day: The Longest Day Must Have Its Close

“The longest day must have its close — the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning. An eternal, inexorable lapse of moments is ever hurrying the day of the evil to an eternal night, and the night of the … 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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