Tag Archives: Souls

Tears In Misted Eyes

Halloween Poem #21: Tears In Misted Eyes by Michael Romani Tears in his misted eyes A monster cries as his child dies While the mother prays her lullaby It’s all the watcher can do to sigh Life like a twisted … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Our Bodies Are the Instruments Through Which Our Souls Play Their Music

“We are slowed down sound and light waves, a walking bundle of frequencies tuned into the cosmos. We are souls dressed up in sacred biochemical garments and our bodies are the instruments through which our souls play their music.” – Albert … Continue reading

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First Principles: Beware of Too Many High Sounding Words Absent Accompanying Actions

“We have too many high sounding words and too few actions that correspond with them.” – Abigail Adams    

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WordPress – #Daily Prompt – Underdog

Looking down on the tattered and broken city The life that I see is more of the dirt and gritty Played out like a old song from so very long ago And underdogs like me live lives smaller than our … Continue reading

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WordPress – #Daily Prompt – Superficial

Who are they to think they’re more than special Judging others for beauty on the totally superficial Painted faces, graceful walks and slender lines Are not as important as beautiful souls and minds Though not necessarily exclusive nor elusive And … Continue reading

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Behind Every Window

Behind Every Window by Michael Romani Behind every tainted window There’s a tattered story Lessons in shattered love And sometimes of glory New York’s inner city blues Played out in a myriad of hues On streets filled with passion But … Continue reading

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