Archive for the ‘Poem #1’ Tag

Layoff (National Poetry Writing Month 2020 #1)   Leave a comment

A husband
A mother
Someone with a weak heart
Cogs in a machine no longer required
Cast into hell in their hour of need
Because of a CEO’s greed
and what his shareholders desired
But don’t worry
We’re a family
Don’t we all remember fondly the time
We took grandma out back and shot her in the head?
Or gave her a pittance and left her for dead? Because a family only cares if you are useful to them,
Otherwise you should be retired.
Left to be mired in the mud as your so called corporate “family”
Crushes you under their boot heels
Without a second glance.
“That sucks for them.”
“At least it’s not me.”
Tomorrow it could be.

– SR Romney 2020

Posted 04/01/2020 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2020

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How To Fall With Style (National Poetry Writing Month 2019 #1)   Leave a comment

First, take a deep breath;
You know it’s been a while,
But now you’re going to have to fall with style.

Second, gauge the distance;
Is it a few feet or a mile?
Who knows how far you’ll have to fall with style?

Third, don’t sweat the details
While in this public trial.
‘Cause they don’t matter when you fall in style.

And last, embrace your fate.
As you jump, just crack a smile.
For that’s the only way to fall in style.

– Shaman Romney 2019

Posted 04/01/2019 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2019

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Easter Sunday (National Poetry Writing Month 2018 #1)   Leave a comment

Easter Sunday is really quite a fun day
With children with baskets running around.
The Easter Bunny is really quite funny;
A rabbit laying eggs in the grass to be found?
The logic is flimsy, but the day is such whimsy.
Listen to the children’s laughter sound!
Today’s simple pleasures hide such treasures,
For candy and money and trinkets abound!

– Shaman Romney 2018

Posted 04/01/2018 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2018

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Morning Ritual (National Poetry Writing Month 2017 #1)   Leave a comment

I stare into the darkness
Of my coffee
As my thoughts percolate
And drop their bitterness to the glass
I swallow them down
With no cream or sugar coating
And go about my day.

– Shaman Romney 2017

Late Start (National Poetry Writing Month #1)   1 comment

Late Start!
Late Start!
This NaPoWriMo I’ve got a late start!
This month I had a brain fart,
And so I have a late start.

Poetry?
Poetry!
I’ll need to write some poetry!
Some poetry for you and me,
Mostly about my misery;
I’ll try to add some levity.
But now I’ll practice brevity
And go write some poetry.

– Shaman Romney 2016

First (National Poetry Writing Month 2015 #1)   1 comment

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

Posted 04/01/2015 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2015

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Today (National Poetry Writing Month #1)   Leave a comment

Today I saw my past
Flicker by, a memory
Today I saw my past
drifting towards antiquity
Tomorrow, shall I see
today as just another dream?
Tomorrow is today;
Another future memory.

-Shaman Romney 2014

Posted 04/01/2014 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2014, Poetry

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