Best Keepers Poems

old age is wonderful
I get to fumble around my apartment and find things 
I never saw before...

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From the sublime blue
He, having done his work
Tired and sweating
Sank into the west sea
To have a lave
At the gong of six.

It began to darken
Without the presence of him.
And people and animals
Hurried to their homes.

With darkness filled 
And mist hung
It was stilly
With no motion.

Then after a...

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Tonight I sit and wander
through stars~ my perennial
freshening sparkling...of old familiar
constellations – 
                   attention drawn
to some dim and distant
        ...

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Shhh...the sentinels
whisper among themselves, there’s
a human coming...

Do not give away
any secrets to them, they
cannot keep secrets.

Remember what we
learned from old grandfather oak
humans will gossip.

Gaia trusts us all
never divulge her secrets
to human species.

We are trees and we
harbor religiously all
knowledge entrusted.
...

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Who cries for them for they do not weep?
Who cares for them for many do not keep?
Who sees for them for their eyes are shut?
Who eats for them of serving an empty gut?

The sun is theirs for the cold surely comes,
Nights are long for darkness...

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For this we stand
and hearts we wear,
upon our sleeves
we know no dread.

We rest alone
yet share this love,
the beautiful game
with our army, 
our blood.

With arms outstretched 
body twisted and torn,
we pray for a fingertip
to shield us in this war. 

As the shot skips wide
and we clash...

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Our only reward is to realize
    when thinking to achieve,
  one’s essence of immortality,
They - we, are as keepers of reality, 
              this reality...
 is seen through our...

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The moors seduced
The Sahara Desert Mountains
Mastered the Mediterranean Sea
Keepers of the flame
Custodian of Egyptian knowledge
Their horses made of moonlight
The world shall never be the same...

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“Stealers-Keepers” Questioned

By Elton Camp 

If something has been stolen long enough
Then is it all right simply to keep the stuff?

The Guggenheim some art to Italy has sent
Illicit when bought, they had more than a hint

To the original owner, stolen stuff should go
At least United States...

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Keepers of the "Man Cave"
A revelation dawned today
I've seen the refuge built
Where the boy in a man be saved

Sandbox space with trucks arrayed
Standing guard your sacred forts 
Battles wars and raids dissuade 
Your hearts from changing their course

Keepers of the "Man Cave"
Protectors of cyber space
Guarding...

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The sacred hoop is my life wheel,
circular with no beginning and no end;
this infinite circle I must reveal.

The teachings within help me heal,
where east, south, west and north transcend;
the sacred hoop is my life wheel.

The great power in the four I find surreal, ...

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The Time Keepers

Take me back to where hence I came
Where dreams were made that I may regain
The love that evaporates through portal gates
Of passions past within stable states

The present now is a gift of hell
A static solitude a dungeon dwell
Where the guardians of elliptical time
Maintain...

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Time marches on but the story doesn't change.
Innocent lives being taken by a person whose deranged..
Last weekend in Pa. it was our state police, one is still
critical, and the other is now  deceased..
The unstable shooter is also now gone.
Will this ever stop? What keeps...

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clad in black berets and boots
all camouflaged with heavy guns
their armoured jeeps in Indian file
like obedient dogs they march along

faces pale from the burning sun
peasants tender, weak and poor
gaze helpless at the peacekeepers:
what begets this act of war?

give them a chance to make their bread
lend...

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You'll never guess what I found at the dump.
I found and soon sold an antique gas pump.
It was made back in 1943.
A Man gave $100,000 to me.
I sure was lucky to meet that antique collector.
Having this much money is like drinking nectar.
Two days later, I...

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