September 18 2023
Yesterday’s walk
Yesterday’s clouds
Yesterday’s memories.
⭐️🖤⭐️
August 26 2023
Remember the Little Things
Feeling the cool water glide across your skin while swimming
The intoxicating scent of roses, lilacs, magnolia, Lillies
That first step into the warm sunshine
Picking dandelions and making a wish
That first gulp of a cool glass of water
Touching another and being touched
That first kiss with someone special
Walking barefoot through soft grass
That first bite into a ripe, juicy plum
Filling our belly with favorite foods
Fluffy towels just out of the dryer
Feeling the sunlight on your skin
Taking a nap under a shade tree
Listening to your favorite music
The feel of the sun after a swim
Sunshine through the window
Hot soup on a cold winter day
The smell of freshly cut grass
The sparkle of fresh snow
Sitting around a campfire
That first sip of coffee
Walking on the beach
A text from a friend
Deep belly laughter
The sound of waves
Fresh, clean sheets
Snuggles with pets
White puffy clouds
The smell of books
Watching a sunset
The smell of rain
Rainbows
July 2023 CamillaDowns.com
Monday Night Poetry last night, always a beautiful time.
Where Are You?
I am halfway to nowhere.
I am halfway to everywhere.
I’ll meet you in the middle
I’ll meet you in the trees
We’ll dance to the music of the stars
We’ll laugh to the touch of the ocean
I am halfway to nowhere.
I am halfway to everywhere.
We’ll be each others sanctuary
We’ll transform into wild animals
We’ll laugh together as the oceans waves sing to the shore
We’ll embrace as the moonlight drips into our souls.
We’ll walk barefoot through the wet grass
We’ll hold hands to the scent of the sun.
I am halfway to nowhere.
I am halfway to everywhere.
We’ll whisper secrets as the trees embrace us
We’ll share music as the wind sings her song.
We’ll kiss as the flowers dance to the tune of our music
We’ll look into each others eyes as the clouds swallow us to be reborn as rain.
I am halfway to nowhere.
I am halfway to everywhere.
I’ll meet you in the middle
I’ll meet you in the trees.
2023 CamillaDowns.com
Photos and facilitated by @mondaynightpoetrynv and @sidewayseightprojects
August 15 2023
One of my fellow Monday Night Poetry regulars wrote a poem using song lyrics. I was inspired to do the same and she encourage me to give it a go.
I’ll Stop the World and Melt With You
Tell me why are we so blind to see that the ones we hurt are you and me?
It swings,
it jives,
it shakes all over like a jelly fish,
I kinda like it,
crazy little thing called love.
Remember the first time that your shadow crossed my door?
Star of my dreams,
the most beautiful thing,
wild flower
My heart is drenched in wine,
but you’ll be on my mind forever
I heard you’re coming from a complicated place at best,
I know a cure,
put the pedal to the metal,
lay it all to rest
It takes two to make the thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight
And so we cruise baby,
just you and me
A Hand on the wheel now and the other on your knee
To be with you is my favorite thing,
I can’t wait ’til I see you again
Be my mirror,
reflect what I am,
Lips like sugar,
sugar kisses
Oh,
babe,
I wanna taste your lips,
I wanna be your fantasy
Walk this way,
Talk this way,
Just give me a kiss
I wanna kiss you all over
The first time that you touched me,
blessed be the mystery of love
Keep on whispering in my ear,
that’s what I like about you
It’s easy as one, two, three
Take me in your arms and rock me
Because I’ve got a chaise longue in my dressing room,
and a pack of warm beer that we can consume
I’ve got two tickets in my pocket,
now baby,
we’re gonna disappear
Raise Your Glass if you are wrong in all the right ways
We will never be,
never be anything but loud and nitty gritty, dirty little freaks
We never, ever do nothin’ nice and easy,
We always do it nice and rough
You’ve got a cute way of talking,
I’m in a spin you know,
You make me feel like dancing
Ooh, there ain’t no other way,
baby,
I was born this way
My feet want move so get out my way
I want to do it ’til the sun comes up
Prancing like a cat on a hot tin shack, come on and shake it, fire
Pumpin up the volume,
breakin down the beat
I want to go where the people dance,
I want some action,
I want to live
Watch me dance,
dance the night away
Shame shame shame on you if you can’t dance too.
I’m the hoochie coochie man,
Everybody knows I’m here,
Mississippi Queen,
she taught me everything,
way down around Vicksburg,
around Louisiana way
I love a rainy night,
I love to hear the thunder,
watch the lightning as it lights up the sky
We can go dancing,
we can go walking,
as long as we’re together
time seems to go by so fast,
in the twinkling of an eye.
Let’s enjoy it while we can.
Put your records on,
tell me your favorite song
You’re emotionally complex
Staring at the blank page before you,
open up the dirty window
Let the sunshine in
There you go again,
you’re barefoot on the roof,
to know her was to say,
she blew me away
Just hold on loosely,
but don’t let go
I wanna rock your gypsy soul,
then magnificently we will float into the mystic.
The Double Dutch Bus is on the street,
I already got a hole in my socks
I saw a werewolf drinkin’ a Pina colada at Trader Vic’s and his hair was perfect
You’re a shining star,
no matter who you are,
shining bright to see,
what you could truly be
People say I’m crazy,
doin’ what I’m doin’,
I just had to let it go.
These are the good times
And I know it’s gonna be a lovely day
It’s a new dawn,
It’s a new day,
It’s a new life for me,
yeah,
And I’m feeling good.
2023 – CamillaDowns.com
August 8 2023
@mondaynightpoetrynv last night was also a fundraiser for @burnergeargiveback.
Such a great idea. Collecting used Burner camping gear to give to homeless people. It typically ends up in the trash. People come from around the world to attend Burning Man. Many buying gear just for this event, then leaving it behind when it’s over.
I read 2 poems. Remember the Little Things and Moon Dance
Moon Dance
Do you ever feel like running barefoot and free and howling with the moon? xoxo
The intent is to release the discomfort.
They are ready to release it and be free.
Ready to live this life from love instead of fear.
Ready to be free. Free to follow the heart.
Free to live in peace and bliss.
Free to trust themselves.
Free to live from the true Self.
Free to listen.
Free to jump. Free to leap when it speaks to them.
Free to write what they’re supposed to write.
Free to dance.
Free to go barefoot in the moonlight.
Free to leave footprints in the sand of life’s beach
Free to experience fully each moment of life with no thoughts of what just happened, what happened yesterday; or thoughts of what comes next.
Free to BE committed to that which they are immersed in the moment.
Free to sway with the wind.
Free to kiss and hug a tree.
Free to run their fingers along the tip tops of the grass.
Free to take a nap in the sand with toes wiggling and giggling as each piece of sand makes its way through the cracks and crevices of their …… toes.
Free to smile at all whose eyes theirs meet.
Free to hug freely and receive hugs freely.
Free to let another soul know how much they care for them. Free to receive unconditional love. Free to give unconditional love. Free to BE unconditional love.
Free to write for hours on end.
Free to let music surround the body and caress it with each note as it climbs to the heavens to caress the cosmos.
Free to love all beings and all animals. Free to love the grass, the bushes, the trees, the dirt, the rocks, the sand, the sky, the clouds, the soil, the water, the hills, the mountains, the snow, the wind, the rain, the thunder, the lightening.
Free to scream from the bowels of their soul … F R E E D O M
They wish to be contained no longer. They are compelled to break free of this shell, this shield placed around them ages and moons ago. Like the baby chick breaking free from its shell, like the butterfly breaking free from its cocoon … with intense determination they chip away at the shellshield.
Like a prisoner who has no tools with which to escape, they use bare hands and nails to scratch and tear free from this shellshield.
With its hundreds of gnarly scars, rough and broken with welts of pain healed over. The time has come to be released. The time has to come to have more than a peephole of an opening.
Break the fuck free, saunter out, and howl with the moon. And, BE FREE …. Hallelujah!
2023 CamillaDowns.com
Remember the Little Things
Feeling the cool water glide across your skin while swimming
The intoxicating scent of roses, lilacs, magnolia, Lillies
That first step into the warm sunshine
Picking dandelions and making a wish
That first gulp of a cool glass of water
Touching another and being touched
That first kiss with someone special
Walking barefoot through soft grass
That first bite into a ripe, juicy plum
Filling our belly with favorite foods
Fluffy towels just out of the dryer
Feeling the sunlight on your skin
Taking a nap under a shade tree
Listening to your favorite music
The feel of the sun after a swim
Sunshine through the window
Hot soup on a cold winter day
The smell of freshly cut grass
The sparkle of fresh snow
Sitting around a campfire
That first sip of coffee
Walking on the beach
A text from a friend
Deep belly laughter
The sound of waves
Fresh, clean sheets
Snuggles with pets
White puffy clouds
The smell of books
Watching a sunset
The smell of rain
Rainbows
July 2023 CamillaDowns.com
Photos by @sidewayseightprojects