Long Daytimes Poems

A Silent Walk in the Woods

It’s the first of June. Beautiful sunny day. 
The play of light and shadow is amazing. This is a pure day.
Fantastick the inner silent. I feel it is a very...

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...It wasn’t easy living out on her own,
she was young and she made her mistakes,
went to night school to learn to cut hair,
and in the daytimes tables she did wait.

At twenty years old she was...

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I remember a time when each day was long,
When the world was a playground and my life a song.
And I flutter through the years with barley a care,
Ignoring the future and what waited there.

School was...

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With starting lines in measured meters 
Down back alleys we would run.
Asphalt drawn with borrowed paint 
Against each other’s clocks.

However matter what the speed, 
Our youth could not outrun 
The dimming of the light.
We ran...

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Thinking back on you and I
It doesn’t seem that long
It’s hard for me believing how
The years have come and gone
Everything about you still
So fresh inside my mind
Precious memories locked away
But never left behind
I shared with...

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There was so much rain in your voice. 
Daytimes that slept with shadows. 
Perfect perfidies piling 
your W.C. Handy eight-bar bravado 

I never knew your midnight, 
your pluck of broken glass. 
You told stories that...

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Version by Elton Camp

(I make no claim to this centuries-old tale.  It’s usually presented in the form of a short story, so I decided to cast it as a humor/pathos poem brought more up...

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Embroidery whose titan never gets credit
An empire whose founder is long forgotten
And exists only as an adage, whose tale relives
Long forgotten history
History that ministered hope to those dimming out
Shone paths to those whose itinerary was...

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Lock the door, close the WiFi,
Telephone and the Internet          
In the dark night, I lay in bed         ...

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We’ve known each other forty years,
Or close, to be exact
And somehow, our core group of six
Has mostly stayed intact.

Since the start, our monthly dinners
Kept us in each other’s loops
And then we switched to daytimes
For the...

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SO WHERE DID VAN GOGH GO? 

Van Gogh gave his ear, I gave my heart
Van Gogh had his art, I was torn apart
Van Gogh had a starry starry night
I have daytimes that never seem so...

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I'm feeling so disturbed
You were exemplary like 2 and 2
Like my collection of stamps
Like the content of my bookshelf

Forgive me on thursdays
But my wantings were out of tune
And I was caught dreaming
Tickling the surface underneath

I'm...

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When a woman seems  a preferable quality 
Some  folks will still have questions about her qualifications as long as she qualified to play 
Her house role quietly and other things quickly. 
As she...

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Welcome back, white rose of summer,
Haven’t seen you since last fall.
You braved storm days of winter and
Their cold and frosty winds

Mother Nature kept you safely
Through those long cold winter nights,
Through her snow storms, shortened daytimes
Until...

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