Poeticous Logo
en
English Español Français Italiano
Johnny Cammish

Johnny Cammish

Blink

As I see her across the road,
I want to call out
‘Wait!’
I dream of running after her,
Of magically fixing things.
I blink,
And she’s gone.
I felt no anger or shame,
No desire to throw blame.
I just wanted to tell you
You are beautiful still

(2015)

2
Liked or faved by...
Other works by Johnny Cammish...
Sisyphus

I’m going nowhere but So what? I’m in no hurry But God I wish I was I push so hard for love
Online

I don’t want to have to say it Online, through text And certainly not phone. I want to swallow my fear, To say my piece,
 1
 2
Motley

Come now! I speak only in jest, I am a fine fool, bred for courtli… Flinging knives at my head And catching them in my teeth. It’s why I can speak daggers,
 1
Lights on the Hills

The light of evening: Always wondered what Was so special about it But you dancing by Yourself and me
 1
Bubbles

It’s not a childish joy It’s a thoughtful one Bubbles! The enunciation of which Troubles the mouth
 1
The Woods

These scattered trees mean a lot t… And so often I think that here I’… Many years ago I sent a message Or two. On how I’d explore your f… Teenage fantasy written in bliss m…
 1
Head above Water

Let it go? Stop holding on? Do you see my hands grasping someo… If only it were so simple, I’d let go by mere principle! I was told, like two spent swimmer…
Caught

Beat your chest then Bellow and threaten Gnash your fearsome, Perfect teeth You, brute
Tea

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

Caught your eye through the bubble… Of the ale as I drank it Distorted in the glass You looked beautiful It might not be original, but cons…
 1
 1
Maybe it was the sun

Come, come come come, He said grinning with blindingly w… Or maybe it was the sun? Strange, being beckoned on Worry not, I’m sorry my man
Lakeside

Stood in the dark stopped on the pavement beneath th… that I can’t see but I know is th… because I can smell it. looking at the lights on the lake…
Clockwork

Time passes, And our each allocated space and s… relative to the rhythm of lives being lived alongside ours. Strength and sinews fade with sick…
Drawer

I have a drawer I’m afraid to use dust gathers on it, the entire stretch of carpet around it is preserved
Water

I drink far less water than I sho… And usually when I do I am breaking for breath Or singing too hard Nothing is better though
 1



Top