There's a first time for everything:
A first step,
A first dance,
A first thought coalescing.
A first breath,
A first love,
A string of firsts until
We reach our list of lasts.
A last meal,
A last dream,
A last thought reminiscing.
A last smile,
A last chance
A last time for our every thing.
– SR Romney 2023
It looks like this poem has to go first,
It is kind of hurried as first ones go.
It could be the best, but might be the worst.
Until it’s published, we will never know.I’ve been gone, for work has left me haggard.
My posting schedule has been left forgot.
But this month I will not be a laggard.
At least, at this moment, I hope I’m not.Thirty days, with something done on each one.
That is a lot, even using haiku.
But I’m ok, I find poetry fun.
Even if I don’t, I’ll have to pull through.So that being said, I’ll try not to bore.
One poem done, only twenty nine more.
-Shaman Romney 2015
Shame on The Universe 