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Johnny Cammish

Johnny Cammish

Shadows

It’s been said that
I’d love a shadow
If it smiled at me.
I smile and agree:
Talking to people
Online is like
Talking to shadows
And I met you
In person first -
I have seen you
In flesh and
I was awed
Even before your
Lips met mine
So if I can love
Your shadow -
I can love your all

Altre opere di Johnny Cammish...
Butterfly

Staring out the office window at the office window across a butterfly flit through a small gap in the window immediately regretting the decisio…
Aluminium Cans

A strange thought in actuality two aluminium cans in a bin mass produced liquid in throw away… can somehow represent us, you and… filled with hope and yearning to b…
 2
 2
Love by Degrees

Through trouble taken, and confidence shaken, through stress and pain, hard work yet little gain, I have fret endlessly.
 1
 2
Airy Nothing

It would seem I am stuck With a seething mind. So I see three roles before me; Would that I could - I feel that I should,
Flowers

Staring at the cracked pavement saving my eyes from the sun and the scene of flowers tied to a lamppost; can of Stella shoved in amongst
Chemistry

Hand presses hand, Chains of carbon courting Through nuclear repellence, Processing synaptic lightning: synthesised ecstasy flickers wildl…
 1
 2
'tis the little things

I spy a wrapper on the floor A small thing, hardly a major chor… And yet, no - it shall remain and cause strife and no small pain… It’s just a wrapper - but who’s?
Tea

I can see the water vapour rising steam is invisible the bit between warm gold and
Earlier

I saw you earlier and you looked So stressed if I’m honest about t… But I wonder, did I make the righ… I spoke to you once (and I was ho… With quick fantasy (of worn out be…
Cathedral

In the midst of unimaginable faith surrounded by unattainable wealth I have eyes only for the light dancing through the stained glass do we not live only to discover be…
 1
Crushed Flowers

The flower in your hair Was a bit worse for wear the petals that remained Looked rather drained. Even the stalk was crushed.
Detachment

How strange; I was told to remove… Out of what I write, to move my f… To turn what I had seen from my s… To that of the same seen object it… Funny; guess what I found in it’s…
Handprints

On the cold mornings Or days when washing hangs in my r… My window glazes and there are thr… I don’t clear them I wonder if the larger are mine, a…
 2
Loki

We all take joy In jokes and tricks yes? And I have less to take joy in Elsewhere As I’ve friends, as long as I’m u…
Necklace

Its almost too cliché a broken heart shaped necklace shattered glass in the corner with a naked wire frame But I can imagine



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