CD Campbell : Writing

Slave to a Melancholic Metropolis

Slave to a Melancholic Metropolis

A Book by CD Campbell


Modern day mythology.
Chaotic Tercets Scribbled While Indulging in German Composers

Chaotic Tercets Scribbled While Indulging in Germa..

A Chapter by CD Campbell


A quick written experiment
Praise to a Naive Philosophy

Praise to a Naive Philosophy

A Chapter by CD Campbell


Praise to a Naive Philosophy (and being chained by them) I am still creating dilemmas and being chained by them. Int..
Failing at Remembrance

Failing at Remembrance

A Chapter by CD Campbell


Failing at RemembranceI can't say that they know you ~Neanderthal ~ ancient black glassdug up only in needed memory ~You have stated repeatedly in the..
Scene from an Old Movie

Scene from an Old Movie

A Chapter by CD Campbell


Scene from an Old MovieWe would always feel farfrom home in the paleand fall ill in the winterof our brief illusions.Words would be our deathand the t..
Of Flesh and Bone Being the Tools of God

Of Flesh and Bone Being the Tools of God

A Chapter by CD Campbell


Of Flesh and Bone Being the Tools of GodI can know the hammer to be divine,as it's of wood, steel, bone, or otherwise;a gift from God that molds manly..
Men dream of being men.

Men dream of being men.

A Chapter by CD Campbell


Men Dream of Being MenMen dream of being men.I have seen them longingto be the shattered oak;broken in the eye of the tornado,justified in the sight o..
Burning

Burning

A Chapter by CD Campbell


BurningI am no closerto dousing the firethat twirls in the brainfor its own good,for its own love.I cannot singthe silence to sleep,dive in the dirtto..
I wash my hands of it

I wash my hands of it

A Chapter by CD Campbell


I wash my hands of itI am filled with such guiltwhen I see my own wordsin the passagesfrom some otherhandfifty years ago.As much as I wantto be,I can'..
Outside of Sorrow

Outside of Sorrow

A Chapter by CD Campbell


Outside of SorrowIt became clear to mewith the rising of the daffodils,that I do not know of true pain,yet.I can look my burdened brotherin his eye, i..