Thursday, July 13, 2023

Speechless

 



Speechless
By: Annette Camp
July 13, 2023

She told me to
get in the car
and she drove.

Where we were
going I had no
earthly idea.

Soon after, we arrived 
at a local coffee shop 
she frequented. 

When we went
in, about ten or
so of my friends 
were there. 

"What is going on
here," I asked. At that
moment, her phone
rang unexpectedly. 

She stepped away
to take the call, and
I went in search
of answers.

I was told that
they didn't know
why they'd been
called, but were
very curious.

She ended her
call. Thenshe 
came over. Taking 
my hand, she got 
on one knee.

She asked me to
end my messages
of being single
and to be hers
alone.

I was speechless...

Tuesday, July 11, 2023

Ripples in a Still Pond

 


Ripples in a Still Pond
By: Annette Camp
July 11, 2023

Many a person has
reflected on the
external effect of
ripples occurring 
when an object is
dropped in a pond
or other body of
water.

The surface is
immediately altered.

This eternal shift
is not void of
internal modification. 
Just as the 
surface ripples
forth great
adjustments in
the external...

The internal is
forever transformed.

A recognition of
the everlasting shift
both in the internal
and external must
be made for us
also. Truth be told,
external alterations
affect us internally.

We are forever
changed, as ripples
change a still pond.

Saturday, July 1, 2023

Stop I Pleaded


Stop I Pleaded
By Annette Camp
July 1, 2023

A man has taken
my son away.
I saw them leave
together with my
own two eyes. 

I ran after the
vehicle, only to
have my son tear
up and turn away.

As I reached out
toward him, 
screamed: "I
will save you."

With tears 
running down 
my cheeks, he 
mouthed, "I'm ok."
 
I yelled to the 
driver to stop 
and pleaded
with my son to
jump from the
moving vehicle.

He shook his head
and said, "I can't.
I'm the father of
his daughter's child."

In My Dreams

 


In My Dreams
By Annette Camp
July 1, 2023

Last night, I
saw you in
my dreams.

It occurred in my
mind involuntarily
as I slept.

A vivid narrative
that you actively
participated in.

Now, as I write,
the content of it
slowly fades.

What I heard,
touched,
smelled,
and tasted
through my
senses - gone!

But the ideas,
thoughts and
feelings...

Clear as day.
I knew it was
you there.

Not just images,
but emotions
and sensations.

Ever since, I've
been as happy as
the day is long.