Without you, old friend
My life would be misery
Morning pleasure brews.
Shaman Romney 2014
Author Archive
Coffee: A Haiku (National Poetry Writing Month #21) Leave a comment
Easter (National Poetry Writing Month #20) Leave a comment
Today everyone,
Celebrates their Lord
Im just happy,
For Turkey,
Chocolate,
Easter eggs
And family.
Shaman Romney 2014
Man Across the Sea (National Poetry Writing Month #19) 1 comment
I often like to ponder, the man across the sea.
I find I often wonder, does he stop to ponder me?
While I wonder of adventures that he’s having on his own,
Is he wondering about peaceful nights here at home?
I picture lands at the world’s end.
He pictures dinners here with friends.
I feel so jealous of the man on the sea.
But I need to realize, he wishes he were me.
Shaman Romney 2014
The Albert Einstein of Blogging? Leave a comment
The daily prompt have been a little lackluster lately. Fashion and junk food are fine and all, but they don’t really inspire me. So instead, I’m going to write about something I read recently.
The idea of today’s post came from one of my favorite joke/prank/puzzle/misc mischief book Scam School Book 1: Smoke by Brian Brushwood. In that book, he included an email that he got when he was a young struggling magician from Teller, of Penn & Teller, that gave him some life changing advice. After finding Teller’s email address, he wrote to him expressing his frustration at trying to develop a unique persona for his magical act. Much to his surprise, he actually got a response from Teller the next day.
The letter Teller wrote was full of really good advice, but on piece in particular is what I wanted to focus on. He said: (Paraphrasing slightly)
“Love something besides magic, in the arts. Get inspired by a particular poet, film-maker, sculptor, composer. You will never be the first ‘Brian Brushwood’ of magic if you want to be Penn & Teller. But if you want to be, say, the Salvador Dali of magic, we’ll THERE’s an opening.”
I thought is was a very good bit of advice. It’s not bad to have other writers you look up to for inspiration. But if you don’t diversify your tastes, you’ll end up sounding just like them. For example, I am a fan of Jim Butcher, and the snarky attitude he uses while writing his books influences my no fiction writing quite a bit. But when I do try to write fiction, I find I sound like him, but less interesting. Right now though, I’m mostly focusing on building my own voice.
However, when I write poetry, I draw heavily off of Justin Furstenfeld, some Neil deGrasse Tyson, with hints of Shel Silverstein.
I haven’t really found out how most of my influences affect my style, since im still new to blogging, but I imagine my interest in Einstein and otherĀ physicists, comedians like George Carlin, and magicians like Brian Brushwood. But I imagine it’s there.
Plus, you never know when I figure out the theory of general blog-itivity. š (Obviously they didn’t influence my humor.)
-Shaman
What sort of people influence you guys? Let me know in the comments below.
Busy: a Haiku (National Poetry Writing Month #18) Leave a comment
Busy day at work,
and not a moment to spare
in one’s fleeting life.
Shaman Romney 2014
The Fight (National Poetry Writing Month #17) Leave a comment
Sounds crashing,
Glass smashing,
Scattered on the floor.
I couldn’t miss,
the perfect fist,
you left upon the door.
I couldn’t stand
as you brought that hand
Hard across my face.
I tried to speak,
I couldn’t think.
I had to make some space.
The door was shut,
I had enough.
And then you start to worry.
Insults flying,
sounds of crying
“I’m so sorry,”
“I’m so sorry.”
You’re sorry,
until you do it all again.
You’re sorry,
until I get in your way.
You’re sorry,
until you don’t want to be.
You’re sorry,
Just to make me stay.
Galaxy (National Poetry Writing Month #16) Leave a comment
Each of us is a galaxy contained
The world of the cosmos contained in our brain
The ability to look up and ponder the stars
Could only exist because of what we areSupercomputers contained in a small space
Are the defining feature of our human race
Our memories and thoughts are the stars of our minds
A reflection of the complexity in our night sky.A sky full of wonder, ourĀ imagination stirs
We become starlight adventuruers.
And so we search, both in and out of our brains
To find out what our galaxy contains.
Shaman Romney 2014
My Experiment in Blogging, First Results 2 comments
I thought that since I’ve been blogging for a couple of months now, and I am halfway through NaPoWriMo, I thought I’d write about how the experience has effected me.
OnĀ writing:
– I’m glad I have finally gotten into the swing of things when it comes to meeting my weekly goal. I definitely struggled with it when I first started.
– IĀ find I write best when I’m not trying to write about something too specific. When I try and write on a subject like psychology or personality, I can’t seem to focus my thoughts and get it started. So, at least for the forseeable future, I’ll keep up my posting habit of daily prompts, weekly challenges, and random thoughts.
– Writing this blog has actually kept me going. I haven’t had the best time in my life right now, and even though I am not writing about that regularly, just the act of writing helps me channel all that negativity into something positive.
On NaPoWriMo:
– I’veĀ found writing poems to be a very cathartic experience. Although most of the time my poetry comes out completely angst-y, it helps keep those feelings from creeping into other facets of my life and causing havoc. Plus, it keeps be using my creativity.
– I’veĀ also found writing a poem a day is really hard work. I feel like I’m scrapping the bottom of my creative… thing you scrape the bottom of. I’m still going to finish of the challenge because I find it fun, but don’t be surprisedĀ if my last few poems are dirty limericks and haikus about writer’s block.
– This has renewed my love of poetry and I’ve decided that, in addition to my 2 posts a week I am currently doing, I will also beĀ postingĀ at least 1 poem a week. I will also go back through all the poems I wrote for this challenge and give them the revisions that they deserve.
Finally, I wanted to say thank you to everyone who follows me, who likes my posts, and who view my blog. I know it seems like a small thing to do. But that half a second you took to click a button on your screen gave me the motivation I needed to keep writing. Just knowing that someone out there enjoyed my writing for even a second, makes it all worth it. I hope you all continue to read my blog; I’ll try to keep it entertaining.
-Shaman š
Little White Lies (National Poetry Writing Month #15) Leave a comment
Lies, Lies, Little white lies
Build your temple on little white lies
Lies, Lies, Little white lies
Build it gold, it shimmers and shines.Lies, Lies, Little white lies
Build it up so nice and tall.
Lies, Lies, Little white lies
Build it strong so it wont fall.Lies, Lies, Little white lies
Someone questioning the base.
Lies, Lies, Little white lies
They seeĀ the guilt upon your face.Lies, Lies, Little white lies
They unravel at your feet.
Lies, Lies, Little white lies
Time to run, admit defeat.Lies, Lies, Little white lies
Now the templeĀ turns to dust.
Lies, Lies, Little white lies
Once was love, now shattered trust.Lies, Lies, Little white lies
Truth seems so easy to bend.
Lies, Lies, Little white lies
When it breaks you meet your end.Lies, Lies, Little white lies
Now you’re left cold and alone.
Lies, Lies, Little white lies
Don’t blame us, the fault is your own.
Shaman Romney 2014
The Artist (National Poetry Writing Month #14) Leave a comment
The artist pours his heart
Into the canvas again.
Each line, a memory,
Each color, emotion.The left corner, his true love
The center, the loss of a friend
Every section, a moment of his life
Laid out bare for all to see.He steps back, admires his work
This one, truly, is his masterpiece.
He turns to show someone
And no one is there.The canvas lies in storage
Next to it brethren,
abandoned, alone.
The artist nowhere to be seen.“There is no point to it.”
says the artist,
“Because what good is art
Without the audience?”
Shaman Romney 2014
Shame on The Universe 