Elton Camp : Writing

Some Folks Mature, but Others Only Get Old

Some Folks Mature, but Others Only Get Old

A Poem by Elton Camp


About fussy, ungrateful old people.
In Praise of Modern Technology

In Praise of Modern Technology

A Poem by Elton Camp


The good old days, huh?
The Death of the Innocents

The Death of the Innocents

A Poem by Elton Camp


On the horrors of war.
To Grandmother's House We Go

To Grandmother's House We Go

A Poem by Elton Camp


The new reality.
Like Writing on the Sand

Like Writing on the Sand

A Poem by Elton Camp


There is going to be a resurrection of the just and unjust.
Here I Still Am

Here I Still Am

A Poem by Elton Camp


Surprised to see me, huh?
Making Agonizing Choices

Making Agonizing Choices

A Poem by Elton Camp


An American tragedy.
Until Death Do Us Part

Until Death Do Us Part

A Poem by Elton Camp


There are many successful long-term marriages, none of them perfect.
Why It Is Better To Have Dogs Than Children

Why It Is Better To Have Dogs Than Children

A Poem by Elton Camp


There are undeniable advantages
Home, James

Home, James

A Poem by Elton Camp


The limos have changed, but the people are the same.