In tiger stripes and leopard spots the wind
Spreads out the light among the branches, leaves
And pull me, drunken with the wine of life
Into the threads imagination weaves.
God grants the gift to wake the world with words--
He woke the world with words, then gave the gift
To poets so that we could make the world
One logos at a time. With it we shift
Horizons, then launch all our silver ships.
Come, goddesses who wing the warrior up
From death into the heavens where the cup
Of victory shall always touch her lips.
The poet is the master of the word,
The warrior who flies with the heavens' bird.
Monday, March 25, 2019
Monday, March 18, 2019
Eros' Arrows
How can I think agape thoughts
When your wet lips are pink, agape,
Inviting me to bare my chest
To Eros' arrows. I would feel your shape
And I would surely bear the wait,
The time it takes to shed your petals
And swell to ripest, reddest fruit
To fill the bowls and pots and pans and kettles
With such sweet juice I would preserve
Until we both run out of time. I trust
The constancy I find in you
When you cannot control with me your lust
For all I say, for all I do,
My intellect, the way I stroke your breast,
The way I love but you alone--
I gaze upon you, know that I am blessed.
When your wet lips are pink, agape,
Inviting me to bare my chest
To Eros' arrows. I would feel your shape
And I would surely bear the wait,
The time it takes to shed your petals
And swell to ripest, reddest fruit
To fill the bowls and pots and pans and kettles
With such sweet juice I would preserve
Until we both run out of time. I trust
The constancy I find in you
When you cannot control with me your lust
For all I say, for all I do,
My intellect, the way I stroke your breast,
The way I love but you alone--
I gaze upon you, know that I am blessed.
Monday, March 11, 2019
To Lie
"I want your honesty"--the greatest lie
We tell each other--you just want my lie.
Resentment, lashing out, and anger--light
Of truth brings these--you're happy in the lie.
The upright stance--you push and pull and lure
Me down so that beside you I will lie.
Can love or hate, desire or disgust
Survive a single day without the lie?
What kind of love, what kind of friendship lives
By swimming in pacific seas of lies?
Are you upset because I speak the truth?
I do not show I love you when I lie.
When I am honest, I show my support--
I show my disrespect when every lie.
It does not mean I do not care for you
If I don't feed you a comforting lie.
The truth that I express in poetry--
How I, Troy Camplin, falsify the lie.
We tell each other--you just want my lie.
Resentment, lashing out, and anger--light
Of truth brings these--you're happy in the lie.
The upright stance--you push and pull and lure
Me down so that beside you I will lie.
Can love or hate, desire or disgust
Survive a single day without the lie?
What kind of love, what kind of friendship lives
By swimming in pacific seas of lies?
Are you upset because I speak the truth?
I do not show I love you when I lie.
When I am honest, I show my support--
I show my disrespect when every lie.
It does not mean I do not care for you
If I don't feed you a comforting lie.
The truth that I express in poetry--
How I, Troy Camplin, falsify the lie.
Monday, March 4, 2019
When They Won't Listen
Here's one of life's neglected rules:
Don't waste your time with drunks and fools.
Don't waste your time with drunks and fools.
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