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Tag Archives: Sight
Wolf’s Call Coming
Love and life are becoming increasingly clearer in my mind as part of one and the same. Without love there is no life, without life there is no love. And what of this to a man who has been told … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Call, Choice, Circle, Courage, Death, Drum, Eyes, Faith, Fall, Fear, Fight, Gaze, Ghost, Incendiary, Last Days, Life, Limited Time, Live, Love, Man, Military Man, Mystery, Pass, Persevere, Photograph, Pleasure, Poem, Poetry, Reason, Reflect, Sanctuary, Sight, Sound, Spectra, Time, Voice, Well, Wise, Wolf, Wonder
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Life Anew
On the further consideration of how diatoms not the Amazonian rainforest so much act as the lungs of this beautiful world of ours. For some of us who have to consider more than others the role of oxygen in our … Continue reading
Kill Buzz
Life is funny, right? Kill Buzz by Michael Romani I don’t mean to constantly over analyze But, I don’t find it compassionate to criticize Every thing that a person says or does It’s actually kind of a kill-buzz That someone … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Analyze, Big Heart, Blind, Compassion, Critic, Difference, Heart and Soul, Kill Buzz, Kills, Love, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Preference, Recall, See, Shatter, Sight, Taught, Words of Love, World, Wrong
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Echoed Reflections
Saw a movie that inspired some beautiful thoughts, I think maybe? The thought of being so joined that you could see the world through the eyes of the one you want to share life with anyhow might be kinda very … Continue reading
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Tagged Beauty, Burn, Candle, Cherry, Connection, Echo, Fake, Ghosts, Half, Hearts, Inspire, Joke, Light, Mess, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Reflection, Repetition, Sight, Simplicity, Smart, Stay, Steal, Synchronoicity
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Cowpoke Promenade (Reflection I)
Life on the frontier offered its surprises. None were so surprising but that sometimes even in the most rugged of circumstances, there was love to be found. Cowpoke Promenade (Reflection I) by Michael Romani He spent his life Trying to … Continue reading
Filthy Habits
It seems to me that most of humans have a little duality in our nature. I could be wrong. I often am. Filthy Habits by Michael Romani The beast seeks the dark The angel seeks the light The physician said … Continue reading
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Tagged Angel, Beast, Dark, Duality, Eyes, Filthy Habit, Human Nature, Light, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Sight, Snark, Surprise, Window
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Flying Solo
Since mankind began, there has been the hero’s journey. A man starts with just his dreams and builds his world or fails. Those with heart prevail. That then is the trick to this tale. Flying Solo by Michael Romani Long … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Arrive, Band of Thieves, Company, Conquer, Crime, Day, Determine, Dice, Dignity, Dream, Easy, Escape, Every, Family, Fight, Fly, Free, Freedom, Hero's Journey, Joyride, Key, Kinship, Knees, Man, Might, Night, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Power Chord, Prevail, Promise, Rebel, Resist, Sight, Solo, Some, Soul, Stars, Steady, Streets, Survival, Syndicate, Tale, Tight, Trick, Will To Survive
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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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We Belong
All of us have something in our together that we don’t have separately. That’s how life is best lived, together. Joined at the soul where we belong. That thought was illustrated nicely in the last part of Mowgli. From … Continue reading


