Bowed
Proud
The crowd
In the cloud
Felt they were endowed
With virtue to deem what's allowed
Hypocrisy hacked them showed none had lived as they'd vowed
This is a collection of the poetry of Troy Camplin. As each poem is always a work in progress, comments and criticisms will be taken into consideration, and changes, perhaps, made.
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Saturday, March 3, 2012
Bureaucrats
The
Prick
Slipped hard
Into the
Soft flesh. Blood dripped thick,
Attracting leeches to the shard.
The leg grew red and quick, permanently weak and marred.
Prick
Slipped hard
Into the
Soft flesh. Blood dripped thick,
Attracting leeches to the shard.
The leg grew red and quick, permanently weak and marred.
Friday, March 2, 2012
Pattern Break
Wind
Waved
Gold grass
Bushes broke
Parting prediction
Made men move mysteriously
Lions leading lithely laid low lyrical lovers
Waved
Gold grass
Bushes broke
Parting prediction
Made men move mysteriously
Lions leading lithely laid low lyrical lovers
Sunday, January 29, 2012
The Tao of Existence
The
One
Becomes
The two and
The two becomes, with
A proper split, the three, which then
Becomes the many making up the universe. You
And each new complex form that was and is and will become the universe as it cools,
The poetry of all creation hiding in the seeming prose of ever-greater complexity of form and information as it
Emerges, making all that is and will become more beautiful and ethical as it continues with its healthy growth. The math cannot keep up, and ignorance can only grow as learning only makes more things more complex.
Oh, can you follow this exuberance, emergent flow of fluid crystal growth in negentropic entropy, complexifying necessary if it is to understand the vast complexities creating as we speak and think and act to make the world and make ourselves into such things of excellence, can but resist the pull of nihilism.
One
Becomes
The two and
The two becomes, with
A proper split, the three, which then
Becomes the many making up the universe. You
And each new complex form that was and is and will become the universe as it cools,
The poetry of all creation hiding in the seeming prose of ever-greater complexity of form and information as it
Emerges, making all that is and will become more beautiful and ethical as it continues with its healthy growth. The math cannot keep up, and ignorance can only grow as learning only makes more things more complex.
Oh, can you follow this exuberance, emergent flow of fluid crystal growth in negentropic entropy, complexifying necessary if it is to understand the vast complexities creating as we speak and think and act to make the world and make ourselves into such things of excellence, can but resist the pull of nihilism.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Web of Life
The
Ant
Is latched
Onto the
Caterpillar’s side.
Should I dare intervene? Why not?
An organism, I can intervene in nature.
The caterpillar curls up as I remove the ant determined to keep dinner.
Ant
Is latched
Onto the
Caterpillar’s side.
Should I dare intervene? Why not?
An organism, I can intervene in nature.
The caterpillar curls up as I remove the ant determined to keep dinner.
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