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Creativity   Leave a comment

Creativity,
Your sweet embrace eludes me.
Never finished thought.

Shaman Romney 2014

Weightless   Leave a comment

I wish I was weightless.
Floating freely in space.
Unbound,
Unchained,
Unrestricted.
But instead
I am stuck here on earth.
Responsibitliy,
Debt,
Defeat,
Gravity
Holding me down.

Shaman Romney 2014

Posted 04/22/2014 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2014, Poetry

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Coffee: A Haiku (National Poetry Writing Month #21)   Leave a comment

Without you, old friend
My life would be misery
Morning pleasure brews.

Shaman Romney 2014

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

Posted 04/20/2014 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2014, Poetry

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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

Posted 04/19/2014 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2014, Poetry

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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.

Posted 04/17/2014 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2014, Poetry

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