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Winchester I. The Arrival
There is a famous house in California built the widow of the same Winchester who invented the famous rifle of the same name. Winchester I. The Arrival by Michael Doyle The bell tolls in the dark of night While the … Continue reading
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Tagged Always, Arrival, Awakes, Bell, Blood, Blow, Build, California, Cause, Chaos, Cheer, Confusion, Control, Creak and Groan, Cycles, Dark of Night, Death, Desperation, Doctor, Doubt, Drapes, Drip, Endless, Endless Rooms, Escape, Expansion, Falls Into Place, Fear, Fire, Fools, Gloom, Grief, Haunted, Hope, Horror, House, Hundred Rooms, Husband, Illusion, Journey, Last Breath, Life, Man, Mansion, Medium, Mind, Mirror, Mother, Move Past, Nearer, Need, Pain, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pointless, Reaches Out, Recall, Reclusive, Regain, Relief, Repeating, Respect, Reveal, Rifle, Rules, Self-Inflicted, Shadow, Son, Soul, Spiritualist, Stagger, Stairs, Suffer, Survey, Take Back Control, Tempest, Time, Tire, Tolls, Too Great A Price, Wall, Whisper, Widow, Winchester, Wind, Window, Wish, Wounded Heart
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Thought For the Day: The Greater the Difficulty the More Glory In Surmounting It
“The greater the difficulty the more glory in surmounting it. Skillful pilots gain their reputation from storms and tempests.” – Epictetus
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Tagged Difficulty, Epictetus, Gain, Greater, More Glory, Pilots, Reputation, Skill, Storm, Surmount, Tempest, Thought For the Day
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Jamestown Remembered
I had the opportunity as a child to live in Virginia for a time. There were three cities we visited in some sort of historical triangle: Jamestown, Williamsburg and Yorktown. It would not be wrong to believe that viewing … Continue reading
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Tagged Birth, Born, Bounty, Colony, Crown, Dedication, Every Man, Fair, Free, Free Nation, History, Hundred Acres, Jamestown, Land, Majesty, New World, Old World, Opportunity, Perspiration, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Remember, Rise, Sea, Tempest, Virginia, Virginia Company, Williamsburg, Yorktown
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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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Tagged Abstract, Balance, Canvas, Chaos, Color, Crayon Studies, Dance, Devotion, Elegant, Embrace, Emotion, Eye, Grief, Harmony, Jagged, Journey, Kaleidoscope, Lock, Meaning, Morning, Organic, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Rage, Relevance, Relief, Scribble, Seep, Shards, Sting, Tales, Tempest, Truth, Whisper, Yellow Jacket
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