Esc Poems

Esc que Vous Avez

...Esc Que Vous Avez,
                          Le Pensez de Prend?!

Le Portrait, .... Vivaldi,
                              De Louvre, .... In Song?!...

Categories: esc, appreciation,
Form: Ballad

A Realization Wrapped In Bloody Glass

...It's all so picture esc 
Like a movie scene where everybodys dead
You're left there grasping on regret 
With your will rotting like the corpse in your hands 
Wishing that you could just sink into...

Categories: esc, anger, death, hurt, imagery,
Form: Free verse

Page Up

..."Page up"


Dear John, 

     "Enter" the time when you'd drive me up to the lake to cherish the scenery's beauty, and we'd witness the same in our love-locked eyes. Like our weekend adventures ...

Categories: esc, adventure, break up, devotion,
Form: I do not know?

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

My Computer Friendly Keys

...The WORD is PERFECT. It is from God's OFFICE that man gets the VISION. On your LAN APPS make sure you are hooked up to the Holy Land. Your PASSWORD is: JESUS. He does not play GAMES.

The Lord will...

Categories: esc, computer, jesus, language, metaphor,
Form: I do not know?

The Internet: Esc

...Trying to escape:
Hiding behind a keyboard
To spit troll-like words...

Categories: esc, addiction, anti bullying, goodbye,
Form: Haiku

Ode To the Computer Keyboard

...Ode to the Computer Keyboard

By Elton Camp

It was on a manual typewriter that I learned to key
The keyboard’s function was obvious as could be

A computer keyboard, to me, isn’t the same way...

Categories: esc, funny, computer,
Form: Rhyme

Uneasy Ending

...So I know the understanding of my mind
Mad, twisted, and fogged with clutter
Tall sequoia trees, stacked tops in a forest 
To all I seem normal, as a regular “guy” pores through mines
Deep within my ...

Categories: esc, funny,
Form: Verse

Esc

...Miss me if you can
but it looks like you never have
this is me just being me
but I do understand the reasoning
It would be different 
if I actually felt like we were friends
maybe it was my att...

Categories: esc, on writing and wordsme,
Form: Free verse