Words of an Ordinary Man: Volume I

By D.J. Cameron

Experience the author’s thoughts and feelings as you travel through each poem contained within this book. Let your imagination ride alongside as you find yourself immersed in the beauty and heartfelt poetry that bring to life this writer’s everyday visions, passions, and wonders—accepting the courage to transform life’s journey into a language that will uplift, encourage, and settle one’s thirst to creating a gateway to live life to the fullest and always remembering that “living life to the fullest is but a poem waiting to be written.”

Listen for the humor, thought, and mind-set that will be revealed as you wander through the Words of an Ordinary Man: Volume I.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Sep 26, 2018
• ISBN: 9781984555854

D.J. Cameron

Born on April 3rd 1962 in Indianapolis Indiana. One of seven siblings he learned at a young age that family values was very important. Spending his youth and high school years in Geneva Indiana where he attended and graduated from South Adams High. A veteran of the United States Army. A husband of 28 years. Father and grandfather he continues to portray his family values. Maintaining careers in tree trimming, electrical and truck driving while writing about his life experiances. Poetry has allowed him to adapt to new beginnings and past memories.

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Copyright © 2018 by D.J. Cameron.

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Rev. date: 09/25/2018

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Contents

A Cry for Help

A Sheep in Darkness

Above and Below

Aged to Perfection

Alone He Walks

American Bloodline

American or Not

Angus and Me

Behind the Mask

Being Yourself

Believing

Betrayed, Beaten, and Broke

Bittersweet

Blessings

Blind Date

Broken

Broken and Alone

Change

Cheating Eyes

Choices

Complicated

Concealed in Time

Confused

Conquer with Faith

Countdown

Country Roots

Dad

Dale

Dear Diary

Decisions

Defied

Denied

Devotion

Didn’t Listen

Disappointment

Do You Remember

Don’t Cry for Me

Don’t

Doves in Flight

Dreaming

Drifting through Life

Driven

Easter Prayer

Electrified

Everyone’s Business

Feb 14

Feeling Like a Fool

Final Goodbye

Finding Grace

Food for Thought

Food Just for Thought

For You, Mom

Forgiveness

Forgotten Time

Found by Faith

Freedom or Death

Fright

Giving Up

Going Home

Her Christmas Wish

Here on Earth

Hero

Hidden Love

Hillbilly Love

Hillbilly Love

Holding on to Faith

Home Sweet Home

Hot Rods, Women and Rock ’n’ Roll

How Can We Ever

How Does

I’m Tired

If Not for You

If Only

Ignored and Forgotten

In a Perfect World

In the End

In Times of Need

It’s Never Goodbye

Just a Bad Day

Just a Memory

Just Another Blue-Collar Day

Just around the Corner

Just Being Me

Just Believe

Just Trying to Survive

Just When

Katrina

Keep Me in Mind

Letter to Heaven

Life as a Dream

Life Happens

Life Was So Simple

Live Again

Looking

Lost and Found

Lost

Making a Difference

Me and the Deer

Me, Myself, and God

Missing Her

Mom

Mountain View

Moving On

Mr. Whoever

My Baby and Me

My Big Red Truck

My Birthday

My Fairy-Tale Ending

My Forever Friend

My Forever Valentine

My Friend Jack

My Little Guardian Angel

My Little Hero

My Little Valentine

My Love Addiction

My Loving All

My Never-Ending Past

My Only Prayer

My Son

My Word, Promise and Vow

Never Forgotten

Never Goodbye

Never Quit

No Luck

No One Cares

No One Left Standing

Old School

On a Cold Winter’s Night

Once Upon a Time

One Hot July Night

Only I Know

Only in His Mind

Only Knowing

Only Living

Ordinary Life

Out of the Darkness

Why

Plain to See

Power Within

Pretend

Pushing On

Quickly Taken

Rebel by Grace

Reconnecting

The Red, White, and Blue

Remember Me

Running on Empty

Sacred Thoughts

Satisfaction

Saving Grace

Searching for a Break

Second Chance

Secret of Life

Shades of Life

Shame

Shattered

Simple Man

Sinner by Choice

Somewhere in the Heart

Somewhere Within

Starting Over

Stay Involved

Still the Same

Stolen Love

Stolen

Strange Happenings

Stranger in My Bed

Suddenly

Summer of Love

Take a Minute

Take It

Taken Away

Tales

Tarnished Love

Thank You, Father

Thank You, Mom

Thank You

The Addiction

The Battle Not Seen

The Battle

The Bayou Witch

The Bear

The Beauty Within

The Blessing

The Broken Man

The Call

The Change of Life

The Couch Potato

The Covered Bridge

The Cowboy

The Debt

The Demon Within

The Double-Edged Sword

The Dream

The Drifter

The Dwelling

The Flag

The Forever Promise

The Ghost of Olivia Brown

The Good Ole Days

The Goodness

The Half That Makes Me Whole

The Hangover

The Haunting of Not to Be

The Hidden Truth

The Hobo

The Journey

The Letter

The Lighthouse

The Little Baby Squirrel

The March of Death

The Mirage

The Mother’s Love

The Old Steeple

The Phantom

The Pledge

The Prayer

The Proposal

The Reply

The Robin

The Search Is Over

The Sniper

The Stranger

The Thief

The Trucker

The Trucker’s Life

The Truth Within

Thoughts of Kindness

Thumper

Time to Change

Time to Quit

Tired

Together as One

Tomorrow

True Devotion

Try

Turn Around

Twinkle, Twinkle

Understanding

Unforgiving Lonliness

United We Stand

Unknown Soldier

Until We Meet Again

Victim of Society

Walk with Pride

War

We are all the same

We Can

We Might as Well

What Goes Around Comes Around

WHAT!

Whatever

Whenever

Where Are They Now

Where Do We Stand

Where Will You Be

Who Am I

Who Are You

Who Will Tie My Shoe

Why Me

Why Me, Momma

Why Me

Why, Oh Lord

With Every Breath

Within the Darkness

Worry

Wrinkles of Time

You and I

You and Me

Young at Heart

Young Love

A Cry for Help

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He cursed his mother and ran from the house,

hid behind the garage with a joint in his mouth.

Chugging on beer and smoking Marlboro Lights,

crying in the darkness completely out of sight.

She slammed and locked the door,

screaming not to listen anymore.

Placing a blade on her skin,

she began to cut again and again.

He sat in the alley cold and all alone,

one number away from dialing the phone.

A needle in his arm and close to death,

praying to God beneath his breath.

She sat in the tub pumping her fist,

as the blood oozed from her wrist.

Brokenhearted and tired of it all,

no one to hear her silent call.

He lay across the bed with pill bottle in hand,

mumbling to himself that no one understands.

Drifting off to sleep without a will to wake,

a letter on the table to say that it’s too late.

She stood out on the ledge shouting into the night,

asking for forgiveness and the way into the light.

When a hand reached out and pulled her back in,

denying the reaper from claiming his win.

It’s never too late if you look for the signs,

the silent screams and distorted minds.

Take the time and don’t turn away,

you just may save a life today.

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A Sheep in Darkness

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I have climbed the corporate ladder and slowly fell,

fought my way back from the gates of hell.

A man with convictions but committed no crime,

just living each day and buying my time.

I have drunk with the rich and ate with the poor,

beaten the best and thrown through the door.

Tasted the poison that fills all the graves,

walked in the darkness that evil craves.

I have cheated death and witnessed the light,

prayed on my knees and sinned in the night.

I have strayed from the flock like a lonely sheep,

waded the waters that were running too deep.

I have given my heart just to be hated,

been underscored and overrated.

I have burnt the bridge and cast the stone,

been lost in a crowd but stood alone.

A man with stolen hopes and broken dreams,

jaded promises and silent screams.

Just a sheep without a flock,

forgotten time on a broken clock.

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Above and Below

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Sitting here on this Smoky Mountain ridge

gazing down at the valley below,

With the autumn colors atop the trees

a sight of beauty that all should know.

While staring across the skyline

from the balcony of my suite,

I am deafened from all the noise

that echoes from the street.

Looking out across the ocean

while the tides put on a show,

From this tower of faith and hope

as sailors follow her glow.

Seeking out the sceneries

from the window of a plane,

Your life keeps getting smaller

as the fear shadows your brain.

Standing at the gates of heaven

receiving your wings of gold,

Watching the spawns of the devil

as they dwell in the pits down below.

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Aged to Perfection

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Birthdays would be fabulous

if you never had to age,

Just finish out a chapter

by adding another page.

Your skin would never wrinkle

and the gray would never show,

The bottom would never drop

and your sight would never go.

Just a day filled with sunshine

that pops in every year,

Joy and celebration

not calculated fear.

A day that’s covered in chocolate

with a side of wings and fries,

Instead of feeling guilty

looking at your ass and thighs.

Your day that’s made for toasting

as you stumble with your friends,

Never worrying about tomorrow

or if you need some new depends.

If we could only stay young forever

remembering the years before,

Birthdays would be the bomb

instead of hoping for just one more.

(Getting old sucks, but it sure is fun getting there.)

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Alone He Walks

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With a wounded mind

he made it home,

only to find

he was all alone.

With no rewards

to show his scars,

only bitter words

from passing cars.

No porch to sit on

to heal his mind,

just concrete fields,

with daily grinds.

No welcome committee

to say good job,

only protesting banners

and angry mobs.

Lost in a jungle

with no way out,

surviving each day

on echoes and doubt.

Losing the battle of words

that riddle our streets,

the final white flag

to show his defeats.

With a heart of valor

he fears the night,

as he slowly disappears

with a wrong of doing right.

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American Bloodline

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It’s not your clothes nor hats and boots,

that always reminds you of your roots.

It’s not the way you dance or team you cheer,

the whiskey you drink or brand of beer.

It’s not your speech nor flag you fly,

that keeps outsiders wondering why.

It’s not your laugh or where you live,

the money you have nor what you give.

It’s not the truck or car you own,

the place you dwell that you call home.

It’s not the food in which you eat,

nor the company in which you keep.

It’s not your religion or how you pray,

the way you vote or things you say.

It’s not your strength, weakness or fear,

the ones you love that you keep near.

It’s not the tobacco you smoke or chew,

the job you have the whole year through.

It’s not your enemy nor your friend,

the lies you tell or truth you bend.

It’s really no secret in who you are,

just stand up proud and touch your heart.

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American or Not

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I pledge allegiance to the flag

but don’t ask for nothing more,

I never vote or show concern

when soldiers go off to war.

The national anthem, stand or kneel

it really doesn’t matter to me,

Global warming or current events

is just static they show on TV.

I see no fuss to owning a gun

and I fish where I was saved,

I’m not a republican or democrat

but my taxes are always paid.

If you wasn’t born in America,

then stay on your own land,

I still believe in showing faith

by simply shaking a hand.

I never give away my money

to charities, the homeless or the poor,

Nothing is wrong with being rich

and always wanting more.

I never claim to be a saint

but I believe in God above,

However, by trading vows

you stick with the one you love.

I pledge allegiance to the flag

but don’t ask for nothing more,

If you don’t believe in what I say

don’t come knocking on my door.

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Angus and Me

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There is a special friendship with Angus and me,

a relationship of love that no other can see.

With unspoken words we hear from the heart,

a dependent on one but half of a part.

The hours we spend just being alone,

laughing and crying just carrying on.

He dances in pastures while showing his pride,

a black shiny coat with glistening eyes.

Trotting through fields as if something to prove,

a silhouette of sunshine against the morning dew.

I can predict his movement with a click of a heel,

grooming his coat to preparing his meal.

He carries himself as that of a king,

announcing his presence as he steps into the ring.

We travel together for others to know,

expecting the worse but stealing the show.

I fight back the tears while sitting at home,

regretting the day, we end up alone.

He is the part of my life that makes me complete,

an unusual friend with four funny feet.

He is a daily reminder when I lay down to sleep,

as I pray for my family and Angus to keep.

He is more than a steer that others may see,

a part of my soul that dwells within me.

I dream about college and a family of my own,

a shiny new car and a traveling phone.

I wish for a spouse to fall from the stars,

one without fault and a heart without scars.

I will grow through my years being all I can be,

keeping all the memories of Angus and me.

Are you satisfied with your life

happy with your husband or wife.

Are you enjoying your daily routine

places you’ve been all that you’ve seen.

Are you content with your friends

your fashions and trends.

Are you accepting your children’s growth

your wedding vows and devoted oath.

Are you sharing your empty space

your open arms and smiling face.

Are you giving love to those in need

holding hands with the hearts that bleed.

Are you listening to those who speak

giving strength to the timid and weak.

Are you believing all that you hear

turning your back on hope or fear.

Are you showing how much you really care

giving thanks in your evening prayer.

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Behind the Mask

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She puts on the makeup nice