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Diet Advice   Leave a comment

Don’t eat too much

Eat more veggies and such

Burn more than you eat

My advice is complete

– Shaman Romney 2017

Posted 12/06/2017 by Shaman in Poetry

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Sad Eggs   Leave a comment

Sad eggs
Bad eggs
Couldn’t have been glad eggs?
Or maybe even rad eggs?
Best I’ve ever had eggs?
No, instead they are cad eggs
Just a passing fad eggs
Trying to make me mad eggs
Bad eggs
Sad eggs

– Shaman Romney 2017

Posted 12/04/2017 by Shaman in Poetry

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Too Loud   Leave a comment

The world is too loud,
Like a crowd of construction workers
Jack-hammering my head constantly.
Taking out the floor beneath me
With their dissonant cacophony.

– Shaman Romney 20175

Posted 11/01/2017 by Shaman in Poetry

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Writing/Fighting   Leave a comment

Sometimes when I am alone
I find myself in the zone.
I keep on writing ’til I
Wear my fingers down to the bone.

I write ’til dinner is past;
My thoughts are flying so fast.
I keep on fighting ’cause
I don’t know how much longer I’ll last.

My ending is on my mind.
I’m scared, but also I find
I keep on writing ’cause
I need to make my life more defined.

I don’t want to be sorry.
I’m thinking, “Memento mori.”
I keep on fighting ’til
I write the final page of my story.

– Shaman Romney 2017

Posted 10/18/2017 by Shaman in Poetry

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Rise   Leave a comment

A quitter only tries,
A fool only denies,
A liar only lies,
And a coward only cries.

But those who never quit
Those who face reality
Those who act with honesty
And stand with pride

Will always rise.

– Shaman Romney 2017

Posted 10/09/2017 by Shaman in Poetry

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If the Man in the Mirror – by Anonymous   Leave a comment

I just heard this poem on the Art of Charm podcast. According to the original website, this was found written on the wall of a death row inmate’s prison cell. It is really good, so I wanted to make sure to share it.

When you get what you want in your struggle for self,
And the world makes you king for a day,
Then go to the mirror and look at yourself,
And see what that man has to say.

For it isn’t a man’s father, mother or wife,
Whose judgement upon him must pass,
The fellow whose verdict counts most in life,
Is the man staring back from the glass.

He’s the fellow to please, never mind all the rest,
For he’s with you clear to the end,
And you’ve passed your most dangerous, difficult test,
If the man in the glass is your friend.

You can fool the whole world down the pathway of years,
And get pats on the back as you pass,
But the final reward will be heartache and tears,
If you’ve cheated the man in the glass.

Anonymous

Hope you enjoyed,

Shaman

Posted 08/22/2017 by Shaman in Personal Thoughts, Poetry

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I Could Never Love You   Leave a comment

​I could never love you.
It’s not because I don’t love you;
It’s just that I can never love you
The way you’d love me to.

– Shaman Romney 2017

Posted 07/05/2017 by Shaman in Poetry

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