Archive for the ‘Poem #8’ Tag
My thoughts are enveloped in a sea of beauty.
My eyes fall upon your visage: a true beauty.
As winds inevitably wear away the stone,
Time wears away at life's ethereal beauty.
As a photograph snapshots a moment in time,
My memory encapsulates all your beauty.
At the end, in the final gasp of the dying
We find a melancholic moment of beauty.
In this tempestuous screaming match with my love
I'm burned by a blistering, passionate beauty.
As long as I have drive to continue forward
I will fight endlessly to protect all beauty.
– SR Romney 2025
Deafening silence.
A cry ceasing
To hear danger.
Heard to cease crying.
A silence,
Deafening.
SR Romney 2024
Kiss me like a leaf
Being kissed by morning dew.
Hold me with your gravity
As Jupiter holds its moons.
Crave me, need me, want me,
As a hammer wants for nails.
Hunt me with a passion,
Like a dog chasing its tail.
Sculpt me with caresses;
Be an artist to my clay.
Explore my every facet;
Be the guide who finds a way.
Help me pierce the silence
Like a shrill and high-pitched scream.
Let me live inside your head
Like a fondly cherished dream.
Just kiss me like a leaf
Being kissed by morning dew.
Oh please, darling, love me
As much as I love you.
– SR Romney 2023
Cat in the window
Staring at the sky
I wonder if she wonders
What it's like to fly?
Soaring through the clouds
With the birds, so high
Looping and turning
So carefree and spry
She got bored of the window
With a stretch and a sigh
And now she's just napping
As my daydream goes by.
– SR Romney 2022
Life
Breath
I gasp
The light blinds
The air rushes in
I cry defiance to the world
I relax and breathe out relief
As time slips away
The light dims
I sigh
Breath
Life
– Shaman Romney 2021
P.S: Rules for a Fib
I’m a spy in enemy territory
Shuffling masks like playing cards
Closing my eyes as things get gory
Putting makeup on my scars
One false move will kill me
The mine field will explode
In this sea of humanity
I’m alone on this road
– SR Romney 2020
Too long.
It’s been too long.
Too long since I last head your song;
The sweet melody of your laughter
Ringing throughout the house.
Now, there is only a melancholy melody
Slowly fading as the distance grows
Too long.
It’s been too long.
– Shaman Romney 2019
The steep price for tea
Is but 5 minutes of your time;
Even less for one that is lighter.
A small cost for most
But the same for all
Regardless of status or station.
– Shaman Romney 2018
I want to gorge myself
On life
On happiness
On experience
On love
But those things are scarce
And I find myself starving
So instead
I’ll gorge myself
On food
On drink
On distractions
Maybe then
I’ll feel full
– Shaman Romney 2017
We need to find some compromise
We need to find some common ground
We need to stop the mud and the lies
We need to stop the fury and sound
We should come together, hand in hand
We should come together, with enemy and friend
We should work together, to take a stand
We should work together to make it to the end
Instead, we draw battle lines for the fight
Instead, we put the loaded gun to our head
Instead, we are to stubborn to do what’s right
Instead, we choose to end up dead.
I want a world that faces its problems with love.
I want us to cut out the vitriol, and rise above.
– Shaman Romney 2016
Shame on The Universe 