I am courting Death
With a bouquet of flowers
Vibrant and vivid
I'm not sure when we will meet
I hope he enjoys the gift
– SR Romney 2025
Archive for the ‘Poem #2’ Tag
Courting Death (National Poetry Writing Month 2025 #2) Leave a comment
Zombie Walk (National Poetry Writing Month 2024 #2) Leave a comment
Zombie walk your way to work.
The company wants you dead.
The living complain too much about
Worker's rights, overtime
Families, hopes, and dreams.
Shamble to the coffee machine,
Moan and groan beside the water cooler,
Admire the brains of your executives,
Because clearly they deserve it.
Work until you're done,
Go back to your grave
Stare at your coffin lid
Until they summon you.
Be grateful,
There a zombies in Zimbabwe
That don't even have coffins
So zombie walk your way to work
Like a good little undead
SR Romney 2024
Sea of Diamonds (National Poetry Writing Month 2023 #2) Leave a comment
I woke to a sea of diamonds
On a dark velvet veil
Their beauty was a sight to behold
Because each glistening diamond
Is a story of passion
A story just begging to be told
I woke to a sea of diamonds
On a dark velvet veil
Their brilliance was unabating
Because each glistening diamond
Is a beckoning siren
Each song is truly captivating
I woke to a sea of diamonds
On a dark velvet veil
Each shimmer, a memory I'll keep
Because each glistening diamond
Is a warm woolen blanket
As I finally drift back to sleep
– SR Romney 2023
Choices: A Ketek (National Poetry Writing Month 2021 #2) Leave a comment
Decidedly,
I find myself pondering
Choices.
Pondering my self,
I found I decided.
– Shaman Romney 2021
PS: Rules for a Ketek here.
Precipice (National Poetry Writing Month 2020 #2) Leave a comment
I wish I could dance on the edge of a precipice
Drop all my fears and regrets off the edge
But in my heart I know I’m not really meant for this
Too afraid to take a step towards that ledgeInstead, I dredge up all the reasons to hide away
Excuses to run away from it all
But in my heart I know the leap is the only way
In order to fly, you first need to fall
– SR Romney 2020
Questions (National Poetry Writing Month 2019 #2) Leave a comment
Don’t you wish you had answers
For the demons in your head?
The questions that fill your heart
With anxiety and dread?Don’t you wish that you could know
What it means to be alive?
That you’d understand the point
Of why you suffer and strive?At the end will you wonder
If there was a point at all?
Or were you just a puppet
Moving at fate’s beck and call?When you cut through all the grief,
The self inflicted violence,
Will your self still be yourself
When left alone in silence?
– Shaman Romney 2019
Man Who Stayed At Home (National Poetry Writing Month 2018 #2) Leave a comment
I often like to ponder the man who stayed at home.
I wonder if I ever pass his mind while I roam?
While I wonder of the peaceful nights he spends with family,
Is he wishing he could have adventures on the sea?
I picture time together with those I most love.
He pictures endless oceans, with blue skies above.
I feel so jealous him, of the life he gets to live.
To end the day with those I cherish, oh what I wouldn’t give!
– Shaman Romney 2018
(Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt was to play around with voice. This poem is a companion to “Man Across The Sea”, written from the other perspective.)
Recipe for Change – and Today’s Breakfast (National Poetry Writing Month 2017 #2) Leave a comment
Cut up two potatoes on a mandolin
And examine the slices of your life
Throw the potatoes in a medium skillet and simmer
In your memories while you prepare the rest
Chop up a green pepper for money
Red onion for tears
Mushrooms for something different
Season with frustration, annoyance,
Garlic, salt and pepper.
Throw it in a different pan
And haphazardly cook it without a plan.
Throwing in some spinach at the end
Because it always costs more than you think.
Finally, throw the cooked potato past
On the plate as your foundation,
Pour your vegan mess of change on top
Smother it in hot sauce, because life is pain
And enjoy!
– Shaman Romney 2017
Virtual Reality (National Poetry Writing Month 2016 #2) Leave a comment
Virtual reality
Will soon be reality
For virtually everyone.
The world we see
Will be the world in front of our eyes
But not the world in front of our eyes.
Our technological peripherals will block out the periphery,
We will only see what we want to see,
and not what we really want.To be truly connected,
We need disconnect.
To truly see,
We need to stop looking at what is in front of us,
and look at what has been in front of us the whole time.
-Shaman Romney 2016
(Going to catch up until I’m with the rest of the group.)
Clutter (National Poetry Writing Month 2015 #2) 1 comment
Clutter
Is a lot like
Butter.
Easy to spread
All over the room,
But really difficult
To clean up.
– Shaman Romney 2015
Shame on The Universe 