Today's Poem #8

Today's Poem#8

Today is September 26, and the morning brings nothing, but reminders of lost sleep
It is 9:57am , and I wish it were already 8pm
I see the images of dreams almost forgotten
I hear the dark music filling me with words worth mentioning
I smell nothing in the air, my nose seems to be still asleep
I taste the cough drop in my mouth as it dissolves slowly
I wonder when I'll get off of work tonight
I want a day of rest
I need a day to just work on my homework without distractions
I have little time
I know its my own fault, and that I must deal with it on my own
Tomorrow will be another day, and it will different from today

Today's Poem 7#

Today's Poem 7#

Today is September 25, all is in the air
It is 9:13 am , not too early, not to late
I see the teachers rushing to prepare for the day
I hear music flowing softly through the air
I smell the distinct smell of onions, and garlic mixed together
I taste the bean, and cheese taco I had for breakfast
I wonder what work will be like tonight
I want another taco really bad
I need to eat healthier food
I have the means to do so, but I continue to put it off
I know I need to do it soon, but when will I find the will
Tomorrow will be another day of thoughts, and delayed ambitions

Today's Poem #6

Today's Poem #6

Today is Monday September 24, 2012
It is 9:16am , a time almost all divisible by the number three
I see the cars rushing outside, with no true honest destination in mind
I hear the music flooding my ears with peace
I smell the distinct smell of bubble gum escaping my mouth
I taste the flavors of a morning breakfast mixed with the gum
I wonder what my work will be like tomorrow
I want my body to heal, and for my voice to return to normal
I need a cure for the aches, and pains my body wields
I have water, and instructions to stretch
I know the instructions are just there to help
Tomorrow will be a day of work, and I will earn up to the job I have been given

Today's Poem #5

Today's Poem 5#

Today is September 21, a friday like no other

It is 3:12pm

I see the children anticipating the end of school

I hear the cars outside honking, and people shouting through the traffic

I smell the fumes from the exhaust of cars, only I wish they didn't give off such fumes

I taste the dryness of my mouth

I wonder when is the last time I drank water

I want something cold to fill me with sensations of being calm, and collected

I need to worry about how I will deal with the anxiety of my job today

I have to go tonight, its my first job

I know that I have the courage to face whatever stands in front of me

Tomorrow will be another day of work, and I'll face it like I did the day before

Today's Poem #4

Today's Poem #4

Today is September 20, 2012
It is 3:40pm, a time I wish I was sleeping
I see my vision going blurry, and refocusing
I hear hear music playing softly in my earphones
I smell the scent of home, but I know I'm must return to reality
I taste the lunch I had hours before, it warms my body a little
I wonder why we humans need so much sleep
I want to sleep for eternity, but that's for the departed
I need more time
I have someone who make my world worth living
I know that my deprived sleep is my own fault
Tomorrow will be a Friday that will bring ease for the coming of the weekend

Portrait Poem #2 Water

Portrait Poem #2 Water

I AM poem

I am exuberant, and caring
I wonder when the world will be cleanse
I hear the birds flying above me, searching for a home
I see humans destroying our homes, and designing a new image of fear
I want this world to revert back to where it started, from the beginning
I am exuberant, and caring

I pretend of one day walking along side the ones I give life to
I feel the touch of energy traveling through every organism that takes from me
I touch the air and embrace it, knowing we have been friends since our creation
I cry over the one's who forget where they came from
I am exuberant, and caring

I understand that know one hears me
I say one day I'll make them all hear my voice
I dream of better tomorrow under words of wisdom
I try to reach out those who seek comfort in me
I hope to change the mind of others
I am exuberant, and caring

Portrait Poem 1# Water

Portrait Poem 1# water


I am Water

Daughter of the earth
Who needs, love, nurturing, energy
Who loves, my job, my friends, my purpose
Who sees, dawn to dusk, people, fishes
Who hates, ignorance, hatred, pride
Who fears, littering, waste, drought
Who dreams of a new world, less waste, time
Who has found poems of hope, dreams, love
Resident of the third planet from the sun
Water

Nursery Rhyme 1#

Nursery Rhyme 1#


It's time for children to all go to bed
Rest is needed for every lil sleepy head
So put on your PJ's, and close your eyes
It's time to say goodnight to all fireflies

You played all day
And now the time has come to say
Goodnight to your friends
But make sure to make amends

Come on, let's count sheep all together
1,2,3, now that's better
Every sheep sigh's, for at last
Its time to say our goodbyes, and goodnight

Today's Poem #3

Today's Poem #3


Today is a September 19, 2012 , and all is quiet to me
It is 7:14am the morning has just begun, with the cold air sweeping in
I see the darkness of his jacket, and the morning light appearing beyond the distance
I hear his breaths surrounding me, carrying me into another world
I smell the early morning air so cold, unmoving, and the scent of leather fills my nose
I taste the lips of my beloved one once more
I wonder if he knows how much I feel for him inside
I want to tell him every thing that crosses my mind, but I hold my tongue
I need to concentrate more on my future, but for now I just see him
I have the knowledge to do more though its not what I desire
I know that the answers will present themselves eventually, but for now I'm lost
Tomorrow will be another day awaiting the next

Love Poem Upon awakening

Love Poem


Upon awakening

We met long ago in world so lost in its passions, and desires
Upon awakening I see your smile, striking the deepest part of my soul pulling me in
Upon awakening I feel your touch as warm as the awakening sun
Upon awakening I hear your breathing in sync with mine
Upon awakening I taste your lips once more afraid they will no longer linger on mine
Upon awakening I touch your face and hold you close to mine

We were disgusted by what we saw before us
Upon awakening you saw pain in the eyes of our neighbors
Upon awakening you felt my touch bring you back into reality
Upon awakening you heard my heart beating like a humming bird
Upon awakening you tasted the tears that had ran down my face moments before
Upon awakening you caressed my face, and got up to face the truth

We created a world of own, and held each other up to face what would be our new future
Upon awakening we saw love in our new world, and shared it with others
Upon awakening we felt the sun rays surround our souls, and rejoice
Upon awakening we heard the sound of birds singing songs of love
Upon awakening we tasted the foods that were hand grown from a ground now fertile
Upon awakening we held on to what made us create this world, love

We departed this world slowly, but not without saying our goodbyes first
Upon awakening our neighbors said goodbye with flowers, and presents
Upon awakening the world said goodbye giving us warmth before our depart
Upon awakening the birds sang a song, not out of sadness, but giving thanks
Upon awakening we tasted the foods we were gratefully given
Upon awakening I kissed you goodbye, and we departed together still in love as the day we first met

Today's Poem #2

Today's Poem

Today is September 18, a tuesday like any other
It is 9:40 am and I wish it was already another day
I see words lifting from their pages, and finding new homes in the mind of others
I hear the music flowing, escaping from my instructors computer, soothing our minds
I smell the sweet scents of another's late breakfast
I taste the remains of my breakfast from early in the morning
I wonder on whether the sun will remain dormant in it's sleep or awake, and scorch the earth upon its wake
I want some water to quench my thirst, and clear my conscious of it's desires
I need some caffeine to eliminate the feelings of falling into a deep slumber
I have only the music to keep me awake, and focused
I know that I should sleep more at night, but why sleep when I'll rest enough after death
Tomorrow will not be the same, and will be different from today, just as any day is

Portrait Poem #8

Portrait Poem #8

I was...


curious
scared
angry
lonely
searching for answers
lost
broken
sad
awkward
breaking away from confinement
hurting
alone
defiant


I am...

happy
open
free
calm
still awkward
excited
mended
still breaking away from chains that bind me
no longer hurting
found
thankful
determined
strange
mysterious
different

Portrait Poem #7

Portrait Poem #7

Just Because...

Just because I'm kind
Doesn't mean I'm weak
Doesn't mean I don't know how to stand up for myself
And doesn't mean I will back down
Just because I care
Doesn't mean I will baby you
Doesn't mean I'll always be by your side
Doesn't mean you can walk all over me
Just because I'm me
Doesn't mean you know me
Doesn't mean I always like you
Doesn't mean I'm the person you remember
Just because I'm kind
When is someone truly kind?
Does someone really ever honestly care for someone?
Just because I care, and I'm kind doesn't that mean you understand me?
I believe we don't even understand ourselves.

Portrait Poem #6

Portrait Poem #6

Samantha
Cunning, Passionate, Willing, Obedient
Last daughter of Campbell. Sr and Melissa
Likes the earth, trees, and the water
Feels lost most of the time
Afraid of losing the one I love
Would like to see the original ruins of Rome
Campbell

Portrait Poem #5

Portrait Poem #5

Who Am I?

I am...
The love of Damian's  life
Roger's daughter
Christopher's sister
Steven's niece
Betty's granddaughter

I am...
a poet
a writer
a designer
a dreamer

I am...
Short
Petite
Fragile

I am...
Cunning
Passionate
Determined

I am...
Me

Portrait Poem 4#

Portrait Poem 4#

I am Samantha Campbell

I am a cancer.
I collect stones.
I love the earth, and all it stands for.
My mother adores me in every way.
I dream of a world no longer being destroyed by the human race.
I enjoy watching lumberjack tear at the seams of the earth.
I wish to change this world, and allow nature to take over.
I believe its ok for corporations to destroy the environment.

I am Samantha Campbell

Portrait Poem 3#

Portrait Poem 3#

Samantha.
Fragile, passionate, spirited, free,
Sister of Christopher, David, and Skylar,
Lover of animals, earth, poetry,
Who feels the earth as it takes care of me involuntarily without questioning, the water as it gives me Sustaining life, the air as it allows me to open my eyes every morning with oxygen to sustain me,
Who needs a new garden to plant, a new set of garnering tools, a friend to confide in,
Who gives confidence to those who ask for it, comfort to those who need it, and love to those willing To accept,
Who fears the end yet embraces it, the lost of a love one, the poison that fuels this earth,
Who would like see the world returned to what it once was, a humming bird up close, the deepest part Of the ocean,
Resident of San Antonio Goosecreek
Campbell.

Portrait Poem 2#

Portrait Poem 2#
I AM poem

I am fragile yet passionate
I wonder whether people will wake up, and realize that we are lost within our own greed.
I hear birds chirping away in the distance, singing a song they once knew.
I see trees growing over, and destroying mankind's creations, redesigning the earth.
I want a world that is equally balanced and pure, where all are accepted.

I pretend that I'm part of the earth sometimes, and embrace its beauty.
I feel the earth, and its overpowering presence that makes my heart ache.
I touch the sky and caress it's blue texture.
I worry the human species has gone to far, destroying our home.
I cry for the pain the trees feel as they are chopped to pieces.
I am fragile yet passionate.

I understand I am apart of the cause that destroys this world.
I say I can change, but I can't be the only one.
I dream of a world with order that protects what we come from.
I try to reach out to others, but change takes time.
I hope to one day embrace the world with others.
I am fragile yet passionate.

Portrait Poem 1#

Portrait Poem 1#
I am Samantha
Daughter of Roger
Who needs, the freedom to spread her wings
Who loves, the silence of the water when underneath
Who sees, pain in the earth as humans destroy whats left
Who hates, the ideal perspective of man
Who fears, falling without out a cause
Who dreams of, waking up to a world restored to its natural beauty
Who has found poems of pain, anger, and hope
Resident of a world no longer what it once was
Campbell

Today's poem

Today is another day in September morning and the mark of the middle of the month approaches
It is 5am, and the morning dew has yet to fall
I see the darkness mourning the approach of day light, just as we humans do
I hear the sound of the coffee pot stirring, feeling the roam with aromas of all sorts
I smell the eggs sizzling on the pan, and the smell of toasting bread warms me
I taste the air hoping for the food to finish quickly
I wonder on whether the weather will be kind to me today, and coordinate with my outfit
I want this day to be over already,  though I know it has just started
I need to brush my teeth, but I must wait until the food has settled
I have my house keys, and my homework from the night before
I know that I must succeed my family's expectations, and make an image they'll be proud of
Tomorrow will be another day in September that will be completely different from today