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digital assembly / 2018 / with help of net art generator
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Seen Through the Train Window

In Japan we had the astonishing experience of being able to travel on trains easily, to where we wanted to go. On trains that were clean. 156 more words

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Red-winged Blackbirds

Red-winged Blackbirds spend their breeding season in fresh or saltwater marshes where they build their nests low among vertical shoots of marsh reeds, grasses, and shrubs. 78 more words

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Na/GloPoWriMo Day 25: Handle With Care

The Na/GloPoWriMo Day 25 challenge is to write a poem that takes the form of a warning label.

Handle With Care
by Michael Romani

There in all that subterfuge misspoke
Are the mirrors of the hearts we broke
Token glimpses of jaded flakes of vanity
Worn thinly as we push the edges of sanity

Playing graceless games in wounding others
Those who at other times might be our brothers
If we hadn't had the accidents of different mothers
And we had learned to truly love one another

Time is fleeting and everything seems temporary
To the point where being nostalgic is contemporary
Not to prove myself a master of the contrary
But as I look around each moment is something extraordinary

We need to learn to handle all of this with care
Learning that no two are alike so why do we compare
We should instead exonerate all that adds up to verity
And instead you just stop, laugh and stare at me

Desperately reaching out in our all too human fragility
Each marked "Handle With Care" in our bleeding humanity
The scars that never heal leave psychic wounds burning
As we wring our hands in near constant need for learning

There is in the eulogy our binds to the necessary past
In the good and the bad are those things we wished could last
At moments we are certain we could almost touch the stars
As we knock down another round at some nameless seedy bar

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Red Sign

Used an iPhone to take the picture of a red sign. I took all the color out of the background with Adobe Lightroom.

Girding My Heart

Based on the Book of Psalms:

Girding My Heart
by Michael Romani

With my whole heart I seek Him
Guarding my life by the decision 
That is not just a frivolous whim
But one made from the precision
Of guarding my heart with the Word
Whether living slowly or in a blur

I have opened my eyes to see
The truth of all of my reality
Seeking to be a better man
Doing my best to do what I can
Seeing all the purpose of the why
Seek and ye shall find as my reply

Rebuked by God to my countenance
I feel no choice but my repentance
Often persuaded to change my ways
To be closer to God in my days
Hearing the truth as its preached
This is the point that I've reached

Accepting the truth of living Christ
Obedient to the word, I've not missed
That so many have turned away
Even those who should not easily stray
Looking in the mirror, I see my wrong
Too many times weak instead of strong

Girding my heart to His authority
The ways of the Word are the divinity
From which I will seek not to wander
From while knowing all of its wonder
Asking myself to look at the evidence
I surrender my will to His holy Providence

From page 1 to the last point of revelation
Humanity becomes clothed in its destination
To live by the righteous word of God alone
Seeking my atonement carved in stone
I am righteous only through the blood
Without which I am hopelessly mired in the mud

The Bible melts my heart in its compassion
Walking back from anger and its expansion
Putting aside the malice hard to swallow
Doing my best to be deep and now shallow
Living in forgiveness and not in bitterness
Living in society and not hatred's wilderness

If it's going to be then it's truly up to me
To change and repent in my eventuality
I do my best, seeking to live in purity
Knowing His love as the only cure for me
I know that I best avoid to do this when
I store up His word stepping away from sin

(c) April 25, 2018 Michael Romani
All Rights Reserved
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