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True Self (National Poetry Writing Month 2020 #22)   Leave a comment

Often, the people you see everyday
Aren’t really the people you know
Because you only hear the things they say
Only see the things that they choose to show

You see the outfit they wear on parade
The colors and choices they show outside
But what we display in our masquerade
Is just the shield we are using to hide

Our true selves are vulnerable to harms
Brought on by others who don’t understand
We wish to be welcomed with open arms
Instead we are slapped by an outstretched hand

And so our true self stays locked in our mind
Well hidden, only for ourselves to find

– SR Romney 2020

Posted 04/22/2020 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2020

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Matthew 5:5 (National Poetry Writing Month 2019 #22)   Leave a comment

The meek shall not inherit the earth
If it means they are weak
It takes a great amount of strength
To turn the other cheek

Someone needs a lot of power
To choose to stay their hand
To keep their emotions in check
Their pride under command

Acts of kindness do not matter
If you couldn’t be bad
It’s when you choose to be better
That virtue will be had

– Shaman Romney 2019

Posted 04/22/2019 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2019

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Supplements (National Poetry Writing Month 2018 #22)   Leave a comment

In order to stay healthy,
One needs a lot of supplements:
2 to 3 hobbies to keep the mind busy,
A few doses of friendship to keep the soul sated,
A place of their own to rest and recharge,
A purpose in life to keep their will pointed,
Occasional adversity to keep themselves strong,
A few mistakes in order to learn,
A well earn triumph to keep up morale,
And a few losses to keep a perspective.
Take the supplements as needed
In order to have a good life.

– Shaman Romney 2018

March (National Poetry Writing Month 2017 #22)   Leave a comment

March for science in April
Maybe you’ll be heard in June
If you lie in July about your motives
Then disgust will be heard in August
You can wake me up when September ends
If you solved the problem in October
I’m sure I will know in November
Or December will will be colder than
Last year in January
In February someone will get the grand idea
To March for science in April
Maybe you’ll be heard

-Shaman Romney 2017

Posted 04/22/2017 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2017

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Anxiety (National Poetry Writing Month 2015 #22)   Leave a comment

It’s going to be ok
Seriously,
It’s going to be ok.
Things are going be going your way.
So don’t worry,
It will be ok.

It’s going to be alright.
I’m telling you,
Its going to be alright.
Things will work out, please just sit tight.
So don’t worry,
It will be alright.

It’s all going to be fine,
Just relax.
It’s going to be fine.
You’re always expecting things to decline.
But don’t worry.
It will be fine.

I hear the words,
But I don’t believe
It’s just myself
I’m trying to deceive.
It always seems to be haunting me.
This crippling sense of anxiety.

– Shaman Romney 2015

Posted 04/22/2015 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2015

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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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