My shoulder is a taught bowstring
Waiting in vain for an arrow
How I wish I could take the shot
Releasing the tension
Finally getting to relax enough
To unstring the bow
– SR Romney 2026
Archive for the ‘poem #13’ Tag
Tight Shoulder (National Poetry Writing Month 2026 #13) Leave a comment
Inevitable (National Poetry Writing Month 2025 #13) Leave a comment
What doesn't kill you
Just delays the inevitable
We are all dying
Only the rate of decay changes
Since we all share the same destined end
Of stillness and dust
We should try to live every day
Like it is our last
– SR Romney 2025
Inertia (National Poetry Writing Month 2024 #13) Leave a comment
A thought in motion
Stays in motion
A mistake at rest
Stays at rest
The thought spirals
Until it hits the mistake
A grand enough thought
Can move past a mistake
But a big enough mistake
Will stifle all progress
SR Romney 2024
Garden of Leaks (National Poetry Writing Month 2023 #13) Leave a comment
My garden of leaks is growing
One whistle-blower a time.
If I water the sources,
And make plenty of bread,
I'll have enough by winter
For a big pot of controversy.
– SR Romney 2023
Grog’s Poem (National Poetry Writing Month 2022 #13) Leave a comment
Paper Boat (National Poetry Writing Month 2021 #13) Leave a comment
I fold my mind into a paper boat
And drift upon the endless, shifting sea
To try and keep my sanity afloat
I fold my mind into a paper boat
And as my greatest wish escapes my throat
I wonder what it is like to be free
I fold my mind into a paper boat
And drift upon the endless, shifting sea
– Shaman Romney 2021
Glances (National Poetry Writing Month 2020 #13) Leave a comment
In shadows and in-between glances
I see my true self hidden behind an ornate maskOf expectations and of pressures
Crafted, and then grafted, onto me against my willA rictus smile hides the blessures
A great pretender which proves itself up to the taskI hold my breath, I wait for chances
To pull back the mask, to let myself finally spill
– SR Romney 2020
Cyborgs (National Poetry Writing Month 2019 #13) Leave a comment
Cyborgs are already here
You and I have become them
Cellphones and headphones appear
Means to a digital endWe are one with Ethernet
Progress leaps so very far
When we finally reach the end
Will we still know who we are?
– Shaman Romney 2019
Whimpering Down The Correct Path (National Poetry Writing Month 2018 #13) Leave a comment
Instead of barking up the wrong tree,
I’m whimpering down the correct path.
Instead of going through life carefree,
I march ahead like a psychopath.Inspite of my endless complaining
I will force myself to move forward.
Keep my resolve from ever waning;
With rules and discipline as my ward.For we are all dogs without boundaries;
Running back and forth to disaster.
Barking non-stop at cars and at trees.
Desperate, in need of a masterBut we can control our inner hounds
Through hard work and practice and kindness.
For keeping our mind within our bounds
Is our only way to make progress.
– Shaman Romney 2018
Lunchtime (National Poetry Writing Month 2017 #13) Leave a comment
I’m heating up the isolation
I brought with me to work
To go along with the loneliness
I brought as a snack
I’ll wash it down with some self pity and introversion
Maybe have a little human contact
If I want to splurge a little
But probably not today
– Shaman Romney 2017
Shame on The Universe 