Best Camden Poems

The dragonflies danced in the crisp Maine air
on a draft from the ocean deep.
Their delicate wings teased the breeze
high up on Mount Battie’s Peak.

Blue-black they flew like the night time sky,
as the mica flecked granite shone,
Seeking nectar sweet from blueberries bushes
and their small white flowers’...

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a black bear roams the yards
of Camden residents
was tranquilized moments ago

she had come accustomed to being fed
by the hand of humans
an accident waiting to happen

looking into that pathway
of my woods sitting from my daybed 
my heart races as I 
imagine her coming toward me
standing on her hind...

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charm(ed) bracelets 
and bangles
and books on 
strange science
in fogs
of whatever
all sold 
by the locks

as sellers 
in cellars
with culture 
on counters
sell lifestyles 
as street food
and vinyl
as clocks....

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