Long Briers Poems

"The Deconstructed Lilith"




Decomposing from a past
left forgotten and buried 
under the weakness of the first man banished

from 
Her Forest,

She rests, bound in the arms of angst 
eternally suspended, 
invisible and unheard

gagged, Her spirit waits 
and...

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"What time is it" she thought, as she lie on the ground
Her bare naked body had been beaten and bound
fine hairs on her arms stood erect, nipples were taut
Wandering eyes were mobile, the rest of...

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??Isaiah 5:1-8 KJVAAE??
[1]  Now will I sing to my well-beloved a song of my beloved touching his vineyard. My well-beloved hath a vineyard in a very fruitful hill: [2] and he fenced it, and...

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In this complex box of world, 
compact box of world, 
where all are jumbled – fumbled,
where the mightier reign their voice, 
others adore their choice,
how? how can I guide you to nail   
a...

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I heard the clanging of the gate
As wonder and fear began to reverberate 
The more you opened up, I ran in
Neither of us concerned for where we had been

I had never played without terror
You had...

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In the garden of my soul
there fell a seed
wondrous smooth
and dark as evening’s shadow
from which emerged a tree
tentative
its stem twisting uncertain from the soil
as a lover estranged
contriving an oblique path to bliss
unassuming seeming
yet in every...

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The Dusk of Life

Dusk is the time of life that darkness comes in minds to play.
Memories of yesteryear start knocking at heart’s door. 
Faith once challenged by youthful ways torments those who stray.
Hope recalls truths,...

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twas a cold and cloudy day
nippy in nature with trees in sway
that time in winter when days were short
the kind of day when a grave digger 
would take a snort
to warm the bones, so to...

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From the memoirs
he smiled
laughing evil
might his cohorts
agree
an evil smile
upon his burlapped
face he opened
his eyes to see
he offered
Crabgrass and Brier wreaths
with ragweed pollen as gifts
I am the Scarecrow
With evil presence far
beyond the stories and myths
Gothic glory
I...

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I never saw the coiling snake,
The suddenness of its striking,
But I quickly felt my mistake, 
Stung with terror while hiking.

That quickly turned to burning rage,
A response uncalculated-
A sudden and angry rampage,
And the snake was annihilated.

Then...

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Chains on ones wrist that's unseen
The eyes chasing in a wayward keen
Which holds one unto slave of death
In this poem to seek guidance of breath
To tell of  shackles of a staggering walk
The crooked lines...

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Berry Picking Time

By Elton Camp

The blackberry patch is off in the field
A crop of tasty, dark berries are its yield
Picking them the family does every year
During all the decades we’ve lived here

So that the sticky...

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So, what does Nature
and Her Winter suggest?

that death is but a sleep
before a refreshing showery
sunny new awakening

that each resting kernel of being
is a blossom again to come forth
perennials of form with lofting 
scents and beguiling...

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Some thought his mind to be a tender leaf, 
Yet only he knew ... the battle in his mind: 
How oft' his mind did seek some sigh of relief 
From wits that grieved – a...

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Bouquets bring my heart great joy.
And brightens every natural day.
No matter what my mood may be
Uplifting comes from flowers.
Blooms unfolding anticipate.
Life, beautiful life, fragrantly flowing
Felt deep within their inner parts
Comes to beautify, mystifying.
Creation wrought its...

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I’ll take the back road; it is lovely and less traveled;     
the briers run high against naked tree bark.
Around the bend the road is graveled-
with a canopy of foliage making pathway...

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Have you ever had a black berry bush
Drooping with wild fruit that you were hungry for,
Only to be driven away by
A swarm of wasps encircling its briers?

Have you ever picked up a plum off the...

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With youthful vigor, self-serving pursuits did enthrone
Fealty's dues trumping pride did disown
Encased by unbridled passion, mitigating perpetuity did groan
I lingered in your shadow 'till life's cover had blown
Then instinctively garnished pages from patrimonial loan
I traveled...

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Nestled deep in the tawny, drab woodland
Sedate cottage neither haughty nor grand
Sparse hovel of unassuming, itinerant brigand
Martial decor of detached highwayman starkly bland
The etched path sculpted by intemperate hand
No manicured garden on the scrubby strand
Briers...

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It has bled several times,
And healed again, 
It has been scarred various times,
And mended again.

It has gone to the healing waters,
Overrun by its wave,
Streamed in its flow,
Washed from its grime and debris.

It has withstood the...

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With catàstrophe everything a mortal
can muster might be the end to what
he thought or should have thought
 It is increasingly tolerable
he said analizing his pain
Yet the concuss gain
and what remains are 
numb and each movement...

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I hadn't seen her before, 
We had a brief moment together,
Which still lingers in me,
I've had so much about her,
She had often sent her love and gifts.

I didn’t notice what I was told about her,
It...

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The answers in the dice,
They hold us in a vice.

We run a course,
We're blinded to the cause.

Dawn brings our desires, 
Some enmeshed in briers.
 
Life with its troubles,
We're in a world of doubles.

Lessons are learnt...

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Blooms 
Christmas lantern
on their jack fruit tree
like the brightest star 
they admire in their rainbow 
dreams.

To cut
Bamboo sticks, 
under briers they crawled.

Night and day, they saw 
how their Christmas lantern grow.

With its bare skeleton,
it looked...

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In the blue vase, hip high 
Is a rose 

Not a new rose, days have gone by
Since first blossom, and timeless scent
Fragile neck, a green cord, bent to the right
As if falling to one side...

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