Long Bushels Poems

Kentucky's late summer sunshine
sunk deep into their skin
as the boy rode on the back
of his Grandfather's coppered horse,
the tobacco harvest would begin soon,
aromas of sweet leaf darkness
were wafting in the field heat,
to the big barn...

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Grandmother pointed out warning signs on the apples.
Her strong voice resonated as she referenced bruises and marks.
Her wrinkled hands brushed over minute holes and obvious incisions.
She clutched the apples in her weather-worn palms
without uttering a...

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Karen Windle roughly on par...
with being a miniature poodle size dogsend

Apartment B44 one bedroom unit
at Highland Manor low income facility
housing older folks convenient starting point,
to launch poem and invite reader(s)
reason(s) without rhyme
why yours truly (me)
chose...

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When I was the tender age of seven
   I was to go on a week's vacation...I thought "heaven".

   My uncle had a '55 Buick in two tone green
   A...

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Norman Bates Tells His Story

By Elton Camp

Nobody seems to care about the fix I’m in,
So it’s time the true story of my life to spin.
I’ve had no father ever since I was a little child.
Reared...

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It was a long summer and the bees did their job,
For the trees were filled with apples, hanging like little knobs.
 
Oh, those orbs, they looked so delicious and red,
I gathered so many, I had...

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By Elton Camp

Nobody seems to care about the fix I’m in,
So it’s time the true story of my life to spin.

I’ve had no father ever since I was a little child.
Reared by a mother who’d...

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My beloved, I behold an angel when I look upon you, 
you are the living star in my every thought and dream. 
On the ethereal breeze I come my beloved, 
in my arms once more...

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We are left in the field, forced to labor the land.
Not one tool in hand shall feel wrath.
Yet the vines should fear presence.
We were lead to this point where darkness found.
The morning dew looked as...

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The Cinematic Film Treatment as a stand alone element 
in the aesthetic revolution we are now not witnessing


Happily Married 

An anthropological graphic novel fantasy shot against a contrasty mono tint, color highlighted, claustrophobic backdrop of...

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Got Beer Fix at Check Six

Introduction. Next door neighbor Gene Lakin
invited my to go to a new bar with him. That
is how we ended up at The Check Six Bar,

After many places we were comparing
On...

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AT THREE O’CLOCK IN THE MORNING 

trucks toil the city’s streets, 
a minuet of practiced precision, 
to the pulsating rhythm, 
to the incessant beat. 

they parade and pause, 
they roll-on. stop. 
roll-on. stop. roll-on. stop....

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murders rise on nights like these
                   crows - in bushels cross   
and stitch the horizon...

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Kinshala now, I sometimes ponder
If you are made up
  Inside my brain's own wonder,
and if I really love you so
  or just want to love
        ...

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Have you heard the story, "The Wizard Of Oz"?
A wonderful wizard they said that he was,
But all that he was, was a travelling man.
No hero, no magical guy, he had flaws.

However, he reckoned that, since...

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My dearest one -
you oft traversed my well tended garden.
A panacea I personally created
to massage your ailing id.
A garden similar to the wondrous patchworks
found in Eden.

A recreational playground
of neatly lined tree varietals.
Peach, fig, pear and...

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Apple picking with my dad is what I used to do
Although he died at 53 he taught me all I knew
He told me what the packers see and what they say to us
He told me...

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Those born unto a family large will know whereof I speak.
When you sat at table, to get your fill there was a technique!
During Pa's interminable grace, bellies would begin to growl,
Anticipating the meat and taters...

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Summer is over and the farmer now rests from his toil,
Having labored hard to wrest his crops from the fruitful soil.
Fall has arrived and all the crops have been gathered in.
The corn, wheat and soy...

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Bushels and bushels of apple upon apple,
Canned, frozen, or fresh just couldn't keep up the pace.
Fallen fruit amounted to ripe fermented scrapple,
The solution of course, stared us both in the face. 

If we had the...

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Be still sweetheart, as I touch your tender skin, 
your doe shaped eyes of hazel and your scent of indigo bring intensity- 
Beyond the core of the existence I feel a need so strong, 
too...

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Robins sing joyfully to the morning sun,

hidden behind the pale white summer flowers,

up in that old basswood tree out back

Splish splash splish 

 sounds of the sprinkler 

water the now lush green grass

smells of freshly...

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From Heaven's point of view, you are of abiding interest
You do not have to do anything. Just be. Life itself is THE success

From Heaven's point of view all that matters is your light divine
Hidden under...

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The old stone gristmill stood like a monolith,
its massive wooden wheel creaking and turning
dipping into the swift waters of a dammed-up creek.

Inside, everything was covered in a fine white dust 
amidst a cacophony of cogs,...

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It's our social spectrum,
Polar opposites,
A moral conundrum,
Named Charlotte,
Our eyes locked across the sea,
Sealed behind iron eyelids,
An investor's security,
The upstarts outbid,
All bets are off,
The crack of our whips,
A duelist's standoff,
Agony on your lips,
Pushed into an animalistic...

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