Thyme and Time Again -- The Poetry of Troy Camplin

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.

Monday, May 8, 2023

The Meteor Shower

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The poet is the child of the moon, Reflecting all the living light the sun In graciousness will not withhold. The loon Can hardly sing a mou...
Monday, May 1, 2023

Ascent and Descent, Butterfly and Moth

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The butterfly, as blue as sky, ascends Into the sun, but does not fear to melt— The moth, in pales green, flutters, descends From off the mo...
Monday, February 13, 2023

Medieval

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My body is an iron maiden, sharp And pointed pain that pierces through my back And legs. What? Shall I slide down this rough scarp, Attempti...
Monday, February 6, 2023

Finding a Place

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What shall we do with this young man--at ten Much more a man than men twice, thrice his age-- Who plays a manly rock-n-rol l--his pen Has wr...
Monday, January 23, 2023

The Song of the Prophet

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Eternity is present to the soul That pain brings to the light. I follow fate On which my will will freely dance. My bowl Is filled with spir...
Monday, January 16, 2023

At the Abyss

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  I stood upon the edge of one of these Before—they look the same, but different— You stare, they stare, it’s you—the slightest breeze And y...
Monday, January 9, 2023

In Fragments Shall I Live

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Your soul contains my self—I cannot die So long as you, my children, live— Death rises on the sunset—it’s a sigh Of shadows every life must ...
Monday, January 2, 2023

Flight

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The leaves are made of emeralds, chrysoberyl jade stems supporting amethyst flowers opening to opal needles hovering, darting in and out of ...
Monday, December 26, 2022

Damselflies

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Damselflies in cyan-shining green deftly darting though the weeds, land on cattails’ pollen hat, lighting yellow dust into air. Sunlight gli...
Monday, December 19, 2022

Blue Skies

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The skies were blue. I went to hear a band play in the park. People were there. They called it off for threat of rain. The skies were blue. ...
Monday, December 12, 2022

Creative Destruction

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The demon ignorance is danced into defeat By   Shiva’s lifting legs. Destruction can create When it gives birth to knowledge, source of all ...
Monday, December 5, 2022

The Age of the Poets

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  The Age of the Poets is gone— Complexity of thoughts is not the rage Here in this sullen age— Each person has made themselves a pawn To me...
Monday, November 28, 2022

The Pumpkin

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 The pumpkin took the pirates at their word And wrestled words to waves of the absurd. The pompous pirates, showed to see their lies Perform...
Tuesday, November 22, 2022

Be Free

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Why let its fingers grasp your sleeve? You’re through The wicked forest, in the field of flowers I planted just for you. There are no powers...
Monday, November 21, 2022

The Common Lies

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I watch the news--I'm told the common lies I cannot trust a thing I read online The teacher teaches what the truth denies And informatio...
Monday, November 14, 2022

The Path of the Poet

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This awesome, awful curse And blessing none believes Or would believe--God's voice And touch God's choice receives. I'm waiting,...
Monday, November 7, 2022

Resurrection

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In death as in rebirth the soul is brought By Hermes--up and down are made the same-- We only sell the things that can be bought-- Embrace r...
Monday, October 31, 2022

Arithmetic Will Not Suffer

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There's nothing less comforting than comfort. Salmonella typhi will do the trick-- He's the kind of germ that'll make you sick! ...
Monday, October 24, 2022

Hallucination

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We always feel so heavy when we're high-- We think an altered mind will make us fly.
Monday, October 17, 2022

Ending the Siege

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There once was an old, wicked witch Who with her old, warped, crooked switch Made a castle a sponge And then, with a lunge, Made its moat in...
Monday, October 10, 2022

A Serein-Filled Today

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I gotta finish what I started I'm crafting sounds no-one has heard I can’t leave here all heavy-hearted And still full of these rhyming ...
Monday, October 3, 2022

Sir!

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The melted sand made clear With cooling, dew drops dripping down, Is full of carbon—hear It rising through the bubbly brown Liquid… just cal...
Monday, September 26, 2022

Look

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Look at her shoes. These eyes are looking back At you, but you don’t dare to see the gold Warm-laced with brown. Look at her socks. You lack...
Monday, September 19, 2022

Agape Eros Agon

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  I wish to make a home of loving you.   I wish to fuck you endlessly, contrast black sheets with your body. I wish to love no one but you, ...

There's Nothing In This Pain I Feel

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There’s nothing in this pain I feel It gets me through the day There’s nothing in this pain I feel I’m going to go away I want to feed the f...
Monday, September 12, 2022

The Death of the Muses

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An empty mind, an empty God— The Muses are deceased. An empty art we now applaud— There’s nothing to release Our souls, our spirits, raise u...
Monday, September 5, 2022

Vault

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A step. A ripple that reverberates. A string of bells, a blend of drips, a line That stretches smoothly. Forms that all our fates Have curve...
Monday, August 29, 2022

Faze

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You have a halo, hazy like the moon's. You're singing lyrics lazy like the loon's Your guitar grunges, gathers up new tunes. I s...
Monday, August 22, 2022

Near-Sighted Love

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You have to love a country from afar-- Where everything is out of focus, eyes Inventing half of what it sees--don't mar The visage with ...
Monday, August 15, 2022

Dream Cathedral

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I wake from dreams of work--I'm weary--sleep Won't let me rest--I lie upon the bed And lie to all my weary ways that creep Into the ...
Monday, August 8, 2022

Fire Season

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In mountain firestorms the lake reflects-- While here, where heat is home, the cool collects And washes trees down dry ravines where pools A...
Monday, August 1, 2022

My I

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When I says "My body" who is this "My"? Am I not my body? Is it my "I"? If it is not my body, can it die? If i...
Monday, July 25, 2022

Fairness

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Why should I give you immortality When you've repaid my love with loss and lies. My interest in you's given me no gain. When I'd...
Monday, July 18, 2022

Barren Desert Cliffs

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Go swing, swallows--sudden arcs up in the sky, Away, cliffs with nests they hid from wind--They fly, They dip, fly up, eating insects in the...
Monday, July 11, 2022

Reaching Essence

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The sage scholar that intimidates (or so I've been told) so many I have met with all I know--art and science and philosophy. I've ca...
Monday, July 4, 2022

The Key to the Temple

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Do you what to know how I worship? This is how I worship-- This, here, what you read, with words, words With rhythms, words making meaning t...
Monday, June 27, 2022

The Company I Keep

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Romantic poets, Nietzsche, Faulkner keep Me company--their company I like, Embrace, find dear--these minds that always strike My mind. They ...
Monday, June 20, 2022

Magma Rising

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The land of living mountains slopes out gently To the green sea in fold of tiny glass-- The glows red from dusk to dawn, and brass Clouds mo...
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