Biography of Leonard Champlin
A simple man who enjoys writing poetry, short stories, investigative journalism, and motivational speaking.
Leonard Champlin's Works:
Leonard Champlin Poems
She Says She Can'T Stand Me
She says that she can't stand me when I tell he that I love her she hates it when I say it that there is no one above her. She says that she can't stand me whenever I choose to call her
Counting The Days
There is always this thing in the back of my head that says I'd live better if I were just dead. With nothing to live for and nothing to show or shallow unhappiness that I've grown to know.
She rested in his arms and went to sleep her halo crooked as she fell asleep the Angels sang and danced upon her chest her long hard day would give her comfort, rest.
What would you say on that beautiful day if love came to take over your heart.
Imagine, just imagine, all the things we learn the wonders and the mysteries at every turn the skies are blue, the sun shines bright, the grass is green and everything of beauty that's stuffed in-between.
In The Dark
He waits for her in darkness to see her face lighten up the room.
The oceans roar approval at the bright red fireball sunset cast out across the waters in August at high tide. Fishermans boats on the horizon, silhouettes on the skyline
Fear not the blood where broken arrows go.
For years the past has haunted me where did she go? did she really look for me I do not know.
More Love...Sort Of.
He tried to steal her heart and set her free but broke his heart instead on bended knee. He'd wonder what he did that was so wrong
Suppose you had a life that had no answers yet you needed them
She rested in his arms and went to sleep
her halo crooked as she fell asleep
the Angels sang and danced upon her chest
her long hard day would give her comfort, rest.
She wrapped her arms around him, held him tight
she held him close, yet closer through the night
and when her fluttered eyes would wake and blink
she'd kiss his lips, return to sleep and think.