Words of men’s souls;
of creation.
The inspiration of human beings:
Art.
Of being human,
inspiring the
Creation of souls:
men of words.
– Shaman Romney 2021
Author Archive
Art (National Poetry Writing Month 2021 #14) Leave a comment
Paper Boat (National Poetry Writing Month 2021 #13) Leave a comment
I fold my mind into a paper boat
And drift upon the endless, shifting sea
To try and keep my sanity afloat
I fold my mind into a paper boat
And as my greatest wish escapes my throat
I wonder what it is like to be free
I fold my mind into a paper boat
And drift upon the endless, shifting sea
– Shaman Romney 2021
Survivor’s Lament (National Poetry Writing Month 2021 #12) Leave a comment
In the mirror, all I see
A ghastly shade stares back at me
Haunted eyes, of hate and scorn
In their depths a love forlorn
Ghosts of memories come again
Where once was joy, now only pain
Years of torture, cries I've wailed
Grim reminders of those I've failed
Demons in bottles and needle points
Try as I may, it all disappoints
Through all my lies, I know you're gone
Unjust as it is, I still live on
– Shaman Romney 2021
Future Mistakes (National Poetry Writing Month 2021 #11) Leave a comment
Memories are warnings against our future mistakes
Oft unheeded guidance for us
Why don’t we listen?
Why not learn?
Ego?
Pride?
Joy?
Love?
Mercy?
Something else?
We may never know
Because we have trouble learning
And so, we make mistakes and more future memories
– Shaman Romney 2021
Street Performer (National Poetry Writing Month 2021 #10) Leave a comment
– Shaman Romney 2021Tension builds
As the post is turned
Strings are plucked
Tunings set
A flourish of notes to check
The music beginsThe girl plays
A nice, simple tune
Of times past
Bittersweet
Awash in the memories
Of a better lifeThe song ends
Coins clink in the jar
The thank yous
And praise comes
The girl dons a sad smile
As she starts againHours pass
As strangers walk by
Few see her
Less listen
But music and money made
Is a day well spent
Morning To Do List (National Poetry Writing Month 2021 #9) Leave a comment
– Wake up in the morning
– Start the day
– Sit around and let my thoughts run and play
– Go to the bathroom
– Brush my teeth
– Battle the demons that dwell underneath
– Finish my shower
– Put on my clothes
– Think about all the things nobody knows
– Make myself coffee
– Eat some breakfast
– Ponder:
— The future
— The present
— The past
– Finally be ready for the day ahead
– Mess around posting Reddit instead
– Shaman Romney 2021
Breath: A Fib (National Poetry Writing Month 2021 #8) Leave a comment
Life
Breath
I gasp
The light blinds
The air rushes in
I cry defiance to the worldI relax and breathe out relief
As time slips away
The light dims
I sigh
Breath
Life
– Shaman Romney 2021
P.S: Rules for a Fib
Fooled (National Poetry Writing Month 2021 #7) Leave a comment
Fooled into believing
You’re the one deceiving
The devil in your personal hellPlayed you like a fiddle
Trapped you in his riddle
Worst of all is you will never knowSo onwards you will scream
Trapped inside of your dream
As a puppet stuck making a showWhat is saddest of all
When your death comes to call
You will dance gleefully to your hell
– Shaman Romney 2021
Mists: A Ketek (National Poetry Writing Month 2021 #6) Leave a comment
Unwinding souls resting in memory;
Silent dreams of forgotten words.
The mist rises
By obscuring truth.
Obscured by rising mists,
The words forgotten;
Of dreams;
Silent memories in rest.
Souls unwound.
– Shaman Romney 2021
Without You (National Poetry Writing Month 2021 #5) Leave a comment
In dreams, I hear you call to me
Awake, I watch you leave.
And so all day,
I pass away
In silence as I grieveThe memories still comfort me
Your absence breaks my heart
And so I cry,
And slowly die,
Each day we are apart.I feel your warmth embracing me
But then the chill draws near
I feels so cold,
I feel so old,
Each year you aren’t here.Until the day your next to me
And through each day your gone
I’ll think of you
In all I do
And try to carry on.
– Shaman Romney 2021
Shame on The Universe 