Biography of Michael Romero
I'm from the California Bay Area but I go to school in Wenham, Massachusetts at Gordon College. I'm studying
English. If you couldn't notice by my poems, I really like E.E. Cummings. Also a big fan of Eugenio Montejo, Alexander Pushkin, Wilfred Owen and Edgar Allen Poe (among others) . I have put a lot of work into the presentation of the words of some of my poems and unfortunately, when I posted them on here, the format got a little messed up. I'm sorry about that and I wish you could see them the way I intended them to look.
Michael Romero Poems
Home Is Gone
Mom! Mom! I’m home again! I’m sorry I waited until you were dead
Fear No Evil
The things that we say to each other are not so hard to follow. The way we love each other sends shivers done my spine.
Scribbles On A Page
Scribbles on a page… scribbles on a page… back of a yellow notebook torn pages out
My United States Of America
Some people will remember the good things in life, while others, like me, hold on to the toil and strife.
Ben & Sam
mygoodfriend Ben didn’t know no better mygoodfriend Ben had to see the end mygoodfriend Ben came to me in a letter that hisgoodfriend Sam and the army had to send
I Am My Mother's Son
“I am my mother’s son, ” said I, while other family members wail and cry.
Orion’s Raining Again
The stars shine brightly and the moon is timid. Decline! Decline! All this talk of
So what is life? How do we deal with this mess? Nothing lasts. Nothing lasts.
Beautiful, you’re beautiful - beautiful and reserved. Wonderful, you’re wonderful – wonderful and perfectly flawed.
Remember It Kid
Nothing lasts forever, so cherish this moment kid. You’ll never be this beautiful again, so don’t cry now love.
He spoke, I woke but I still wasn’t listening A fire! A flood! A palpable misery
What’s the point of living, when all we’re doing is losing? What’s the point of losing anymore? We’ve forgotten how to try,
Drugs Or Words?
Cocaine! Cocaine! is all around You take your share then hit the ground
I accidentally killed a man when I shot him in the face. I didn’t know it would hurt him but it sure put him in his place.
Drugs Or Words?
is all around
You take your share
then hit the ground
What do you see
when the darkness comes?
Do you embrace it
or begin to run
(rhyme ran away)
sdrow ym era erehw