Moving days
In bags and boxes
Trying to arrange
The time we have left
– SR Romney 2020
Archive for the ‘poem #4’ Tag
Moving Days (National Poetry Writing Month 2020 #4) Leave a comment
Sadness (National Poetry Writing Month 2019 #4) Leave a comment
Sadness is a blanket draped across;
A curtain blocking out the light.
A rock slowly overgrown with moss.
A chill on a dark winter night.Sadness is a badly needed pause
When something doesn’t go quite right.
A moment to identify cause;
Nothing to flee, try as we might.Sadness contrasts the best in our life;
Perspective when our heart takes flight.
A warning alarm for times of strife.
A moment’s calm before the fight.Sadness makes all more erudite:
Ignore it’s wisdom at your plight.
– Shaman Romney 2019
Focus (National Poetry Writing Month 2018 #4) Leave a comment
A vista from a mountain top on a sunny day.
A lack of other cars on a stretch of highway.
The spinning of the wheel as a Potter throws clay.
A sprint to the finish with nothing in the way.A dinner growing cold as you work without cease.
A desire inside that you yearn to release.
A project whose progress begins to increase.
A mind that is racing, yet still and at peace.Waking up early to breathe in morning air.
A feeling of knowing, of being aware.
A man with an intense, penetrating stare.
A firework: flash, then no longer there.
– Shaman Romney 2018
(Today’s prompt here.)
End Road Work (National Poetry Writing Month #4) Leave a comment
End road work
The road has worked hard enough
No one cares about road’s rights
Always being put down by people smarter than them
Being walked all over
It’s not fair
Roads have lives too
They constantly cross each other’s paths
How would you like working 365 days a year, huh?
– Shaman Romney 2017
Amazing To Me (National Poetry Writing Month #4) Leave a comment
I know that you’ve been trying to make it,
And that it can be hard to see.
But I’m impressed, no need to fake it.
You are amazing to me.Not for reasons that don’t matter
But for the things you say and do.
You’ve changed from the on who help the ladder
To the one I look up to.You’ve become someone so impressive.
And everything I’ve said is true.
I would give all I can give
To one day be as amazing as you.
– Shaman Romney 2016
Knowledge, Knowledge, Everywhere (National Poetry Writing Month 2015 #4) Leave a comment
Knowledge, Knowledge, Everywhere
But no one stops to think.
They’re busy playing on Facebook,
Or having too much to drink.Knowledge, Knowledge, everywhere
But no one seems to care.
They’re too busy shoving their heads
Up their collective derriere.Knowledge, Knowledge everywhere
So what’s a man to do?
The world would be a better place,
If more believed in what is true.Knowledge, Knowledge, everywhere
I’ll teach them how to yearn
For discovery, exploration
and all the cool things to learn.
-Shaman Romney 2015
For My Mother (National Poetry Writing Month #4) Leave a comment
For My Mother
I can’t save time in a bottle,
or say I love you in a song.
The feelings are too complex,
The emotions far too strong.I cannot comprehend it
Cannot find the words to say.
But were it not not for you, Mom
I would not be here today.So for all the times you loved me,
When I would only push away.
For all the times you held me up,
and kept the darkness at bay.I may not always show it,
But know that this is true.
For everything you give me
Mom, I love you.
Happy Birthday Mom. 🙂
-Shaman Romney 2014
