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Stop My Love (National Poetry Writing Month 2018 #5)   Leave a comment

(Verse 1)
I feel I have a cloud over me;
My ankles all wrapped up in chains.
I seem to always forget, for just a second and then
The chain gets pulled and I’m falling again.
I know it’s not something done on purpose.
I know that you don’t mean to.
It’s not your fault I that have gotten tangled up in you.

(Chorus)
I want to stop my love from growing.
I want the butterflies to decay.
I want to have my life move forward
Instead of tracing circles around you everyday.
You pull me into your radiant sun, but I know
I’ll just get burned if I don’t stay away.
I want to stop my love from growing.
I just want this love to go away

(Verse 2)
I can’t be mad at anyone but me
For chasing after dreams that can’t be.
And yet I’m filled regret, for something I’ll never get
I’m locked down tight but I want to be free.
I know it’s something we want to move past.
Something we want to ignore.
It’s not your fault I’m tangled up in you once more.

(Chorus)
I want to stop my love from growing.
I want the butterflies to decay.
I want to have my life move forward
Instead of tracing circles around you everyday.
You pull me into your radiant sun, but I know
I’ll just get burned if I don’t stay away.
I want to stop my love from growing.
I just want this love to go away

(Bridge)
I know I could find a way to move on
If I really tried
But they say the heart wants what it wants
And mine doesn’t want to be denied.

(Chorus)
I want to stop my love from growing.
I want the butterflies to decay.
I want to have my life move forward
Instead of tracing circles around you everyday.
You pull me into your radiant sun, but I know
I’ll just get burned if I don’t stay away.
I want to stop my love from growing.
I just want this love to go away

– Shaman Romney 2018

(This started as a poem, but as I kept writing, it developed a melody. The meter of the poem seems a little odd, but with the melody in my head it fits. Once I figure out the chords and such, maybe I’ll post a recording.)

Distractions (National Poetry Writing Month 2017 #5)   Leave a comment

Trying to resist the distractions
The resistance
The attraction to doing everything but the thing I need to
I want to do it
But I can’t seem to
Quit getting in my way
And foiling my own plans
The rewards of the now
Taste so much better now
But the me of then
Will have to spend
All their time on the complications
I’d be so much better off
If I’d just eat my vegetables
And save desert for after.

– Shaman Romney 2017

Playing Ketchup (National Poetry Writing Month #5)   1 comment

I started by throwing it on the floor.
It made a cool sound, but not anymore.
So I slapped my hands down on the gooey pile.
Shards of glass aside, it wasn’t my style.

I grabbed another bottle; blew over the top.
I made a quick song but I just didn’t “pop”.
So I picked up some drumsticks and tapped out a beat.
It made a nice sound, but it wasn’t complete.

So I grabbed my guitar, and used the bottle as a slide.
But I couldn’t hear much because of what was inside.
I’ve been trying to understand, but I just give up.
I just don’t understand why people play ketchup.

-Shaman Romney 2016

Missing You (National Poetry Writing Month 2015 #5)   Leave a comment

I miss you so much.
It feels like eternity
But only a day.

– Shaman Romney 2015

Posted 04/05/2015 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2015

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Peace (National Poetry Writing Month #5)   Leave a comment

Peace

I’m not going to fight you,
there’s nothing to gain
No pleasure or victory,
just sorrow and pain.

We’ll never be happy
If we follow this course
Your foolish pride
Will be your remorse.

Swallow your rage,
Bury your hate.
Feel all the negative,
Start to dissipate.

In this way of peace
I cannot lose,
So I will not fight you
The path that I choose.

Shaman Romney 2014

Posted 04/05/2014 by Shaman in National Poetry Writing Month 2014, Poetry

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