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First Principles: Man’s Wickedness Will Only Increase Without Religion
“If men are so wicked with religion, what would they be if without it?” – Benjamin Franklin
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Skyscrapers Out of Gossamer
Gossip is the insipid breeding ground from which must wickedness is born. https://flic.kr/p/KaZiDx Skyscrapers Out of Gossamer by Michael Romani Past affections become reshaped into their own hardened melody Layers of self composed invective write a cheat sheet rhapsody Projection … Continue reading
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Tagged Accusation, Anticipation, Benediction, Brave, Caricature, Cheat Sheet, Cherish, Claws, Clean House, Complexity, Conclusion, Desolation, Free, Gossamer, Gossip, Gratitude, Hardended Melody, Hope, Invective, Lesson, Let Go, Love, Melody, Mental Aggravation, Microcosm, Passive Aggression, Past Affections, Peace, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Rhapsody, Sarcasm, Self Isolation, Self Loathing, Side, Simplicity, Skyscraper, Smile, Snakes In Grasses, Strife, Support, Third Act, Trouble, Warm, Wicked
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First Principles: If Mankind With Religion Is So Wicked, Imagine Mankind Without It
“If men are so wicked with religion, what would they be if without it?” – Benjamin Franklin We don’t have to imagine that much any more, look at the wars and atrocities committed in the 20th Century.
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Daily Prompt – Curtain
Drawn deep from the pits of hell Is the watcher behind the half veil Blown in the night air like a curtain Never knowing his prey for certain Older than house he haunts More wicked than those he taunts The … Continue reading
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Tagged Afraid, Beasts, Children, Curtain, Daily Prompt, Drawn, Haunt, Hell, Horror, House, Imagination, Light Switch, Night, Prey, Taunt, Torment, Veil, Watcher, Wicked
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Beckoned By Her Fire
This poem transpired based on multiple pieces of conversations overheard or spoken to me that a friend then challenged me to turn into a poem: Beckoned By Her Fire by Michael Romani Her voice beckoned to me Like that moth … Continue reading
How Nightcomers Are Born
How Nightcomers Are Born by Michael Romani Legends be damned, it is just who they are Casted aspersions as living reflections of the night Festered inside the wicked, burning wounds That lay open unhealed too long before they scar These … Continue reading
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Tagged Coven, Horror, Photographs, Poem, Poetry, Wicked, Witch, Wounded
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Rhupunt X 2
I attended a short form poetry workshop tonight and as usual burned off two poems. This time it was in a traditional Welsh form called the rhupunt. Obviously, not my best poems but these are them: Four Line Rhupunt x … Continue reading
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