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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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Tagged Best Foot, Best of Me, Bittersweet, Bouncy, Childhood, Childhood's End, Complete, Cry, Daydream, Doing Nothing, Dream, End, Enthusiasm, Family, Family of Choice, Favorite Place, Friend, Gone, Good, Goodbye, Heart, Hello, Hundred Acre Woods, Imaginary, Life, Me and You, Memory, Montage of Images, Nowhere, Optimism, Photograph, Picnic, Poem, Poetry, Pot Full of Honey, Real, Sendoff, Share, Smile, So Long, Something, Sweet, Tackle Life Head On, Talk, Those, Thought, Trouncy, Two, Very Best, Yesteryear
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It All Began With A Mouse
In many ways, I think I was fortunate in how I grew up. I had many blessings. One of these was that I must have visited Disneyland at least 100 times back when the park could be seen from main … Continue reading
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Tagged Blessing, Bridge, Candy Shop, Castle, Disney, Disneyland, Dreams, Heart, Hidden House, Kingdom, Magic, Main Street, Mouse, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Real, Shining Star, Small World, Transcend, Wall
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Darkness In Sight
In the end times, there will be shadows that walk among us whose sight will inspire fear, hopelessness and much darkness by their mere sight. Are you ready to take this test and come out alright? I hope so. … Continue reading
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Tagged Afraid, Banality, Black, Breaking News, Canary, Catastrophe, Chorus, Dark, Endgame, Eyes, Float, Forgiver, Holy, Humanity, Ignore, Lack, Lonely, Lunch, Mock, Paint, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pray, Ravage, Real, Right, River, Run, Sacred, Savage, Self Pity, Shadow, Sight, Snark, Strung Out, Surrender, Tear, Truth, Walk, Wine, Wisdom
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Unique Revealed
People are often disturbed by the different. Not just people either. hmmm… Unique Revealed by Michael Romani How to make real From the unreal Things we think and feel Secrets to reveal People will come to see Visions of possibility … Continue reading
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Tagged Conception, Consideration, Conversation, Curious, Dare, Eyes, Fantasy, Fascination, Feel, Humble, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Possible, Pride, Real, Reality, Reveal, Secrets, See, Think, Unique, Unreal
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Moments of Surrender
New year just around the corner and a lot on my mind. Anyone else out there feeling that too? Moments of Surrender by Michael Romani If ever an angel did surrenderIf ever a heart given so tenderI know what I … Continue reading
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Tagged Angel, Begun, Breath, Brink, Fantaasy, Feel, Finger Tip, Guiding Light, Heart, Hold, Keep, Light, Lips, Love, Magic, Moment, New, Night, Old, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Promise, Rare, Real, Right, Sleep, Surrender, Sweet, Tender, Think, Wish, Won, Wonder
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Broken
It is what it is… Broken by Michael Romani When to myself a danger I’m perhaps better as a stranger Love can be funny that way I have too many dragons to slay Fixed hard to this reality Beginning to … Continue reading
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Tagged Art, Believe, Broken, Capable, Child, Conceive, Conception, Connection, Courage, Danger, Deception, Doubt, Dragons, Dream, Eternity, Eventuality, Fly, Free, Greed, Imperfection, Key, Know, Love, Man, Photograph, Play, Poem, Poetry, Pray, Puzzle, Real, Reality, Reveal, Self-Perception, Sought, Spoken, Stranger, Wisdom, Wish
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An Actor’s Creation
Acting like writing like playing a musical instrument is a creative act and in so creating some begin to believe a little more about themselves than they should. This isn’t to say that what they’ve created in mimicry shouldn’t be … Continue reading
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Tagged Act, Actor, Commotion, Conceive, Creation, Emotions, Grace, Happiness, Let Go, Lover, Make Believe, Mimicry, Moments, Nothing At All, Peace, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Real, Recall
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Questions of the Soul
When you are or at least feel that you’re most alone do you hear them? Questions of the Soul by Michael Romani Old injuries often breath again Like phantom limbs reaching out like friends This place; these people; often confuse … Continue reading
