Best Campbell Poems

Glen Campbell – A Special Person
      It was September 4th, 1968 and I threw an empty suitcase into the trunk...

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My friends go to Brighteon.com when in site type in Healthy Athletes collapsing/Dying after the Jab.   Protesting will continue. This video shows you...

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I love Guns


Guns make us safe
Guns are rights and freedoms
The more guns, the more freedoms we shall bear
Every man woman and child should be armed
So...

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In our Asian-cum-Eastern land
No one prefers or admires
the dark-skinned or tanned

Gosh, as if the fair-skinned alone
belonged to the so-called fairer sex
And here, 'black is beauty'...

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Clans, Ilks and Tartans

Woven into threads of red and black,
Girded by grids of white,
Distant plaintive bagpipe memories
Of sunset over Kilmaurs –
A crest that bears a...

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Poetry Soup Hero's

Poets with golden ink and pens 
You make us move forward with your inspiration
With kind an honest, encouragement  and compliments 
Small act...

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My  name is Mattie Ross and I hail from Yell County
In the state of Arkansas living, on a ranch with family
At the age of...

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My Heart Bleeds Tears 
By Jim Campbell


My heart bleeds tears
For the voices 
I can no longer hear
For the hands I can
No longer hold
My eyes cry
Like...

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He laid in bed almost asleep. I asked
him, " Dad do you remember me?"

     " I was your daughter, your only...

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As an orchid in his life,
a reflection from his strife...
He's a flower in his way
and he would say...

I am living as a poem...
choosing freedom on...

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They found my neighbor today
sitting in his chair, seeping
into the fabric. The smell-
rancid fat, a tallowy 
rind of meat. 

The cleaners take days.
Boy George warbles
through...

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andy comes in campbell cans
tomato soup black, white, and red
squeezed out pop until it bled
art is all in andy's head

andy do you dare to dream
pinks...

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The biggest funeral I've ever attended...


Thelma was a waitress at the diner on the corner of 4th and Oak, across from Ron’s DX, in Abilene.
They...

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"Eternity is the simultaneous whole, seen all at once. This is the character of eternity, and this what the past and future are in God."...

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“To live in hearts 
we leave behind 
is not to die.” 
Thomas Campbell 

If I could colour grey clouds of grief
I wrap them in sky's...

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