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Technology (National Poetry Writing Month 2019 #23)   Leave a comment

As info downloads via ear
And language is spread by finger
As lifetimes are learned in a year
As loved ones long lost can linger

We all must not forget our past
Or who we truly are at heart
If we are all going to last
We have to remember our start

– Shaman Romney 2019

Posted 04/23/2019 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2019

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Pleasant Day (National Poetry Writing Month 2018 #23)   Leave a comment

Skies so blue, and trees so green
Gentle winds, my mind feels clean
The sunlight warms, my worries fade
Shade so cool, my fears allayed
This pleasant day, I feel at peace
Through it’s charm, I find release

– Shaman Romney 2018

Hesitation, Determination (Double Elevenie) (National Poetry Writing Month 2017 #23)   Leave a comment

Hesitation
Baited breath
An anxious mind
Worry over potential loss
Regret

Determination
Steeled resolve
A confident stride
Living for life’s victories
Success

– Shaman Romney 2017

Work Me (National Poetry Writing Month #23)   Leave a comment

Work me when I wake up
Work me every day
Work me til there is no other way

Work me til I’m anxious
Work me past too tired
Work me past the date that I’m expired

Work me when you want to
Work me when you can
Work me to the shell of a bitter man

Work me til I’m hopeless
Work me when I’m broken
Work me with false promises you’ve spoken

Work me past the bleeding,
Work me to the core
Work me til I’m not human anymore

Work me past exhaustion
Work me to the bone
Work me past the yearning to go home

Work me in my nightmares
Work me past my dreams
Work me til I’m ripping at the seams.

Work me til I’m screaming
Work me as l cry
Work me past the point of asking why

Work me when I’m tired
Work me when I’m done
Work me til you lose another one.

Work me where I’m standing
Work me in my bed
Work me til I’m on the ground, dead.

Work me past my mourning
Work me past my legacy
Work me til there’s nothing left of me.

– Shaman Romney 2016

Posted 04/23/2016 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2016

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Release (National Poetry Writing Month #22)   Leave a comment

I’m losing faith I never had
In a love left unreturned.
Unrequited love has left me burned.
Decimated,
This desiccated husk of a man lay
immolated.
As this love burns me more.
Burns me to the core.

Hope is gone,
Life; shattered.
I lost the only thing thatĀ mattered.

In my fucked-up, first-world problematic life.
I’m standing on the edge of a knife.
Waiting for the blow to end it all.
The final push that lets me fall
And reach the end,
the sweet release,
From all the pain I give to me.

– Shaman Romney 2016

Posted 04/22/2016 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2016

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Love Insane (National Poetry Writing Month 2015 #23)   Leave a comment

I just can’t take it anymore,
My heart feels like it’s going to burst.
I want to throw it against wall
And make these feelings disappear.

These crazy-making emotions
That keep driving me out of my head
This emotional feedback has grown too strong.
I just want it to disappear.

No it’s never meant to be
This insane love inside of me
It’s fingers try to pull apart
The last parts of my battered heart.

Until the only thing that remains
Is memories of this love insane
I know that I cannot get through
My crazy, messed up love for you.

This diseased infatuation
I don’t want it anymore than you
Crippling, misguided, suffocation.
If only it would disappear.

This infliction sticks with me
Couldn’t drop it if I wanted to.
I don’t want this crazy to get on you.
Maybe I should disappear.

No it’s never meant to be
This insane love inside of me
It’s fingers try to pull apart
The last parts of my battered heart.

Until the only thing that remains
Is memories of this love insane
I know that I cannot get through
My crazy, messed up love for you.

– Shaman Romney 2015

Posted 04/23/2015 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2015

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Creativity   Leave a comment

Creativity,
Your sweet embrace eludes me.
Never finished thought.

Shaman Romney 2014