“On love’s dying” a poem by Gwen E. Campbell

Love languishes and dies

It leaves the mind

And then the eyes

But thanks my heart gives

For, he yet lives.

 

My love’s footsteps walked away

And will not return

To me another day

But his freedom my heart gives

For, he yet lives.

 

When loneliness becomes a way of life

I find that I

Can bare my strife

And a song my heart gives

For, he yet lives.

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“Son” a poem by Gwen E Campbell

Look not a dawn for the bright new moon

Nor for fulfillment of dreams too soon.

 

Look not a twilight for the rising sun,

Nor end a job before it’s done.

 

Many a path there goes a-winding

Hard is the search before the finding.

 

Many a sign will promise fame;

Many a tear will bear your name.

 

Search not for false Gods’ shining

Make not your goal the silver lining.

 

But keep steady your foot upon the path

And waver not at demon’s wrath.

 

For courage is a sharper blade

Than fear and evil ever made.

 

Copyright: SoloPress 11

2015

Quips & Quotes by Gwen E Campbell on “The Disappearance of E.A.B”

Another time Amelia had noticed something outside, a bird, a butterfly, a dream – who knew? Whatever it was, it lured her outside, down the drive, and up the road. That was fine, nothing wrong with that, except that it was a hot summer day, and the further she went, the hotter she got, and the hotter she got, the more clothes she took off. Since she didn’t wear underclothes, she was soon down to nothing. Old August Miller had gone out for his mail and saw her, wandering around dazed and wearing nothing, but a pair of tennis shoes. He walked up to her and said, “You better go back home Missus before you get sunburned.” He had the foresight to point her towards the house. She fled home to her sanctuary, leaving behind her clothes for Wendell and Anna to pick up on their way home that night. Just another story to spread around the town.

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Quips & Quotes by Gwen E Campbell on “The Disappearance of E.A.B”

Driving in the dark, the cold dark of December was bad enough, but driving to a funeral in the dark was worse, unless the worst thing was feeling nothing, or feeling empty, and then complete relief.

Wendell was dead. Amelia was dead. They were both dead now, and there was no grief. Anna didn’t feel the great surge of joy at Wendell’s death that she had felt at Amelia’s death. No, she just felt nothing.

Ten years ago, Amelia had died. Anna had tried hard not to let Wendell know how glad she was that Amelia was dead. He had looked so dazed and lost, but she was glad, and she couldn’t deny that she was glad because she was safe. He obviously was grief stricken and cried at the funeral. She did not. There were no tears for Amelia, but she would always remember Wendell crying. Anna had never seen him cry before.

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Quips and Quotes for “Always Going” by Gwen E Campbell

Gwen Campbell traveled rather extensively as a young girl from the years of 1937 to 1945. This story of her life and adventures covers many miles of the Southwest, Texas and Oklahoma even California.

Her hair was in wild disarray, and her eyes seemed not to focus – not on us, at any rate. What her frantic eyes saw was otherworldly. She harkened to other voices, ones we could not hear. She was holding a double barreled shotgun across her breast, not aimed. Her hands were not on the trigger, at least not that day.

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Quips & Quotes from “Always Going” by Gwen E Campbell

Gwen Campbell traveled rather extensively as a young girl from the years of 1937 to 1945. This story of her life and adventures covers many miles of the Southwest, Texas and Oklahoma even California.

In his youth, he was handsome. I’ve seen the pictures. He had the black hair and blue eyes that women find so captivating. He captivated and charmed Ida Leonora (his first wife) out of her youth, and into grief and despair and an early grave. She died in childbirth, delivering prematurely her ninth child. She died in travail and anguish with only her 14 year old daughter to help her in those last desperate hours. She was 36 years old. The newborn child was too premature, too tiny. It was too much to expect such a mite to live in 1915, but she did. They put her in a shoebox and put her in the oven, and she lived. How do you explain such a thing? She had strength, determination and tenacity.

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Quips and Quotes from “Always Going” by Gwen E Campbell

Gwen Campbell traveled rather extensively as a young girl from the years of 1937 to 1945. This story of her life and adventures covers many miles of the Southwest, Texas and Oklahoma even California.

One day when we went to town, I was left out in the car. I don’t know whose car it was because all we ever had was a pickup. Anyway, a black mother had left her baby out in a baby buggy in front of the store. I went over and looked in, and that was the cutest little thing I ever saw. I got it out of the buggy and was trying to get it into the car, but it was squalling bloody murder. Both mothers came running out of the store. The baby’s mother rescued it. She told me, “You don’t have to take my baby. Some day you can have your own.” So that set up Plan A. I would be a mother.

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