Camille Barr reading her poem The rise of hope from her debut poetry book Behind the facade The rise of hope Awakened by a fresh day of hope Pass the shovel I have to dig A daydream beckons me out As I dare to defy the legacy of my flesh Sweat and tears pass the day The time has come I’m getting out of here… I shed divine depths of despair I hand y…

Camille Barr reading her poem Social experiment from her debut novel Behind the facade. Social experiment Take away the scales Add a boy and a girl Place one in front of the other Blind the boy with sugar Tie the girls hands Bake the boy in golden sunshine Beat the girl down and leave to rise Measure only the material Add judgement to the girl Add …

Camille Barr reading her poem The day has passed me by (not to try) from her book Behind the facade. The day has passed me by (not to try) In the years that have passed by Time always seemed to be behind At 15 I was too old to try At 30 I was just old Now the time really does go by Without regard for what you do Passing by lost opportunities On a s…

Camille reading the poem Nature of creation from her book Behind the facade Nature of creation I sway in the tree of dreams Far from the ground of harsh realities This freedom comes to mind From a view seldom seen today The peaceful breeze carries me, away in a daydream Into a new world of discovery How refreshing it is to breathe Deep, with no sen…

A poetry reading of the poem Detached from Behind the facade by Camille Barr Detached There was a time when bare feet walked the land A wrong step was felt, and quickly corrected Discomfort brought the recognition of appreciation Now artificial barriers block the critical thought All senses safely muted as is all sensibility Distortion of distance …

Camille Barr reading the poem What would you say if you knew from her poetry book Behind the facade What would you say if you knew? What would you say if these were the last words to pass between the last moments to share before everything changed take these moments with care for there are things that we cannot know precious moments pass quickly in…

Camille Barr reading her poem "The beauty that is found" from her book Behind the facade The beauty that is found In the days that tire the bones the mind looks to escape step back, breathe slow observe time pass by Refocus, delve within break free in the reflection reopen your heart let it guide your sight Hear the rain fall, drop by drop feel the…