31/01/2016

Haiku

Oscillating. They
Surge, and ebb, and grow. I yearn
To go with the flow.


Love chopping garlic.
Love the smell on my fingers.
Love eating garlic.


Steady moon. Our rock
Of ages. She waxes. Wains.
Her spirit intact.


Mindfulness can be
Freeing. Be aware of your 
Feelings. To let go.


Avocado. For 
Brunch. Smooth and creamy, it's a
Delight for the tongue.


The bulbs are planted. 
Their green tips breaking soil. I'll 
Harvest onions. 

30/01/2016

Sister. My Sister.

I see you walk on by.
Wearing ya downbeat swag.

A pram laden down.
Many worries in them bags.

Your courage and strength.
On making ends meet.

My heart becomes humbled.
You are the unknown soldier.

So I honour you now.
As I honoured you then.

Sister.  My sister. 
Our fight will go on!

S. Camplin

28/01/2016

Digging Your Vibe

An intriguing woman.
With a deep intellect.
A surreal sense of humour.
With a macabre wit.

Your laugh is like a ripple.
So present.  So free.
With a beautiful quality,
To let others just be.

And at your core,
Are not empty words.
But an ever-fixed conviction,
For full equality.

Unique in your way.
As the green of your eyes.
Calm and earthy, and wise.
I'm really digging your vibe.

S. Camplin

27/01/2016

Dark Crevices

Boundaries breached.
And I reach for
The familiar.
The drone.
The tone of being alone.

In safer spaces.
Dark crevices.
All creased.
Folding in.

Reaching out may hurt.
So I remain wrapped
Round the coil.
Of my own making.

S. Camplin

24/01/2016

A Tsunami

Emotions crash in.
A tsunami of feeling.
Wreaking uncertainty.
A tidal wave of pain.

Anxiety in trails.
No bank of wisdom
Can stem the tide.
Still struggling
With my vulnerable side.

I can't hide from it.
And nor will I.
I resolve to be kind
On my mind.

Hoping to find
That level shelter.
For longer and longer.
Each time.

S. Camplin

20/01/2016

 
If I Could Show You...
 
If I could show you how I feel,
I would...
 
Kiss your neck.
Stroke your arm.
And look deep in your eyes.
 
Laugh with you.
Dance with you.
And walk hand in hand.
 
Debate with you.
Rest my head on you.
And give you my time.
 
Praise you.
Smile with you.
And raise you up high.
 
 
S. Camplin

13/01/2016

My Feelings

My feelings
Are not a broken toy.
To discard
When play is over.

My feelings
Are precious, just like yours.
So to dismiss them
Is really hurtful.

My feelings
Are real, just like yours.
So treat them like
You mean it.

S. Camplin

02/01/2016

Maternal Deference

I see the way you defer to him.
Preferring his opinion.
Lip service you pay,
To equality. 
You're threatened
By my freedom.

 I hear the way you defer to him.
 So proud of his achievements.
My womanly success
Is undermined.
You're uncomfortable
With my strong feeling.

S. Camplin