A day of peace
Let peace win the day
You were going to lose anyway
Water leaks from a class war
Human rank and file
Has bled to death
And died in vain
Today pay with your own time
Be virtuous by deed
Wise with truth
Share the load
Poverty was too violent a war
It was always going to come to an end
This is a public service announcement
Have a nice day!
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. A day of peace speaks to peace not as passive idealism, but as a deliberate social and moral refusal of exploitation — urging truth, shared responsibility and humane action in the face of class violence and needless suffering.
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Narrow lens
I was in the paper once
It took me by surprise
To see a face I did not know
An illusion of the narrow lens
It was nice for a while
To see the possibilities
But I prefer capturing the truth
That beauty that glows from within
Take another picture please
The wrinkles can stay
Better I recognise
Who I am
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. Narrow lens considers the tension between image and selfhood — rejecting polished illusion in favour of a truer, more inward beauty that can recognise age, character and identity without disguise.
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To market to market
Am I really missing out?
I do enjoy something new
The allure of fantasy
If only for awhile
For now I will enquire
After a new line perhaps
The electrifying buzz
It’s sweet seduction
Passes faster than the cost
Another hit please
I ask again
What must I acquire?
The ship has sailed
Traded around the globe
Advanced mankind
Left behind the kind
A query for the man
Where is the next land?
Most live only to get by
In a redesign of slavery
By the owners of capital
You are now free to starve
Here stands a prison cell
Allowing weekend leave
How modern is this market
Elite capitalism rules
Where imperialism perished
Leaving most in the dark
New name same rules
If only we knew
The next trend is too divine
And off we set once more
To produce to purchase
If only profit prevails
Where does it end?
What was the purpose again?
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. To market to market explores the seductions and cruelties of consumer capitalism — exposing how desire, novelty and profit can mask deeper systems of exploitation, alienation and moral emptiness beneath the spectacle of the modern market.
A poet I am
This I know
I do not sleep well
I toss I turn
Until I find the words
This I know
The words will stir
A need to be set free
To find their way in the world
This I know
Words torment me
Release me
I must reflect
For this I note
Thoughts compel
This I know
I may walk alone
But never be lonely
For words are my companions
Spilling out they compose
Poetry
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. A poet I am reflects on poetry as both burden and companionship — portraying language as an insistent inner force that disturbs, consoles and ultimately gives shape to solitude.
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Anger
I cradle you
You soothe me
I dare not let go
You smother me
Sometimes you are
All I have
And all I am
I cannot breathe
Release me
Leave my side
Walk away
I carried you too far
The enemy within
You will not win
Even when
I fear the light
It draws
Me in
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. Anger explores the intimate seduction of rage — revealing how it can feel protective and sustaining even as it constricts the self, until the possibility of release begins to draw the speaker back towards light.
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Playing my last card
The deck was stacked
I have played fast and fearless
Nonetheless
The game is coming to an end
Holding tightly to one last card
Not a winning card
Perhaps only an opening
A new game would be nice
This game has taken a toll
Should the card be played
Or held instead as hope?
Hope without action ...
A fool’s platitude
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. Playing my last card considers the exhausted threshold between endurance and change — confronting the limits of passive hope and recognising that renewal may require the courage to act, even without certainty of victory.
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There are signs of hope
When images disturb
Read keenly
Keep reference
Hold it up to the light
Let us not forget
Hope is a living thing
Birth is messy
From this, new life springs
At first it may stumble
Even take a step back
Struggling to leave the past
Reach out in support
And the future unfolds in gentle hands
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. There are signs of hope reflects on hope as something fragile but active — suggesting that renewal is rarely clean or immediate, yet can still emerge through memory, care and the steady willingness to support what is struggling to begin again.
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Female voices
My voice
Sounds female
My mind
Is of the humankind
Female voices
Misogyny denied
Tried to hush
Built a barricade
Female voices
Rise
Unapologetic
For this disruption
My voice is not alone
It has been raised by the past
Connected to the present
Spoken for the future
Imagining a peaceful world
Women’s voices are heard
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. Female voices speaks to the collective force of women’s expression — affirming female speech as intergenerational, defiant and necessary in the ongoing struggle against silencing, exclusion and misogyny.
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Roots
A grounding sensation
A place to call home
To hang a hat
A place to grow
The dream we all have
Remains attached
Even when uprooted
Aching to find fertile ground
Where to now?
Displaced wearily they wander
I have known this journey
Packed the bags, paid the toll
Searched the hills, followed the streams
To find a place, a home
Still the roof is rented
Denying the roots
To community
Decay seeps in
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. Roots explores the human longing for belonging and permanence — revealing how displacement, precarity and insecure shelter do not only unsettle the individual, but slowly erode the deeper roots of community itself.
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Lost potential
It was always you
hidden in the corners
patiently waiting
Business always came first,
so you were relegated to dusty desk drawers
Visiting at dawn and dusk,
when the mind has time to wonder
How much sweeter life would be
if you were the nectar
instead of the broken promise
Every day is made better
when allowed to roam free
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. Lost potential reflects on the quiet sorrow of neglected inner life — suggesting that what is deferred in the name of duty or ambition may in fact be the very source of sweetness, meaning and creative freedom.
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Australian summer
Well sunned and salted
My heart beats to
The rhythm of the sea
The breeze kisses gently
Heavy eyelids give way
Summer siesta’s bliss
These childhood memories
Ingrained in my senses
Australian life by the coastline
Was once wild and free
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. Australian summer explores memory as a sensory refuge — evoking the warmth, freedom and coastal ease of childhood while quietly holding space for the distance between what was once lived and what can now only be recalled.
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Muse
My wondrous muse
My wonderful world
You seem distant this time
I scribble in vain
But you do not appear
I feel lost to you
Or perhaps you are to me?
I am pacified with dribble
Distracted by nonsense
I rush to your side
You are gone when I arrive
In this fleeting time
I grapple to find a space
Just one poetic verse
I feel it should be said
I feel it should be done
I feel until I am numb
The words escape again
As despair becomes my companion
Together we march in monotony
I can only be in one place at a time
Still I get caught up in a dream
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. Muse considers the ache of creative estrangement — capturing the restless tension between longing and distraction, and the sorrow of pursuing inspiration when language feels just beyond reach.
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Seasons of thought
A cycle by nature’s decree
This is how we thrive
Harmonising new with old
Cultivating creativity
Well rested we begin
Reflecting on the approach
Time rewards
Sowing fresh concepts
Reaping new breakthroughs
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. Seasons of thought reflects on creativity as a cyclical and regenerative process — suggesting that rest, reflection and renewal are not interruptions to growth, but the very conditions that make meaningful insight possible.
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Awakened
It was a thundering sound
When it fell, crashing
Obliterating all comfort
A heavy heart sank
You were not there
It would be harder now
Harder to brush aside
Harder to push down
Harder not to see
Masters of society want more
More of what is really less
They play as gods
Far from sight
Littering the earth with misfortune
The fortune is almost wasted
Spilling over the entire sphere
Nowhere to hide
Wars break out
To feed the machine
Because peace is free
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. Awakened explores the collapse of innocence in the face of systemic violence — confronting the ways power, greed and war are sustained by those who profit from human suffering while remaining distant from its consequences.
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Fear
In a world ordained by mad men
I am treading water gulping for freedom
Paralysis grips the body
The struggle to move mounts
Would it be more peaceful to slip away
Call it a day and be done with it
Along the horizon the sunrise beamed
Not much of a choice
I take a breath
Release it
Find that I can stand
With support
Fear is in retreat
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. Fear speaks to the threshold between despair and endurance — tracing how support, breath and the smallest return of steadiness can begin to loosen fear’s hold in a world shaped by violence and instability.
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Renting the dream
The roof caved in last night
Even though I had paid
Paid for your service
Paid for your dream
I barely know your name
The one I paid the way for
Your dream is my nightmare
And still I pay
Is this all we aspire to be?
Not much of a dream society
A very imperial way of being
This divisive device called rent
So many dreams are lost
Bubbles are built to burst
That is their nature
Not human nature
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. Renting the dream reflects on the cruelty of housing as extraction — showing how the promise of security is distorted by systems that turn shelter into profit and leave one person’s dream resting on another’s instability.
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The poor choice
Like the humidity on a hot summer day,
it clings
There is no breeze to carry it away,
no escape
Sleep is restless in these smothering conditions
That are tiresome at best and deadly at worst
How lovely it would be
For poverty to become a choice
Good options would arise
On a tidal change
Setting adrift the strain of worry
For who would choose poverty?
If they had the freedom to choose
But there lies the truth disguised
For how do you get out?
When the price of life is high
And the cost of labour cheap
Capital ideals of hypocrisy
So the sea of poverty continues to rise
Where to next?
Paid distractions seem to appease
In a market restrained from change
Until you come to know
Awoken with a fright
Like the disconcerting call
In the middle of the night
The system failure was pre-set
To snatch dignity from the worker’s hand
To shame, to silence
Leaving them to walk alone
Clutching the twenty dollar smile
How far can it go?
When all that it buys
Is just a poor choice
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. The poor choice explores the lie of poverty as personal failure — exposing how economic systems are structured to cheapen labour, erode dignity and recast injustice as if it were an individual moral shortcoming.
The real market
I woke up crying
as the machine pulled
out the life next door
unsatisfied were the owners
of number seven’s beach shack
that sat unobtrusively
they took the trees
with such ease,
these natives gave
so much shelter
now are exchanged
for a double block
of buildings that
will emit spoil
the soil is already
in protest as it
is picked up by
a howling wind
that has come
to take it away
this slope is slippery
as it falls away
without roots
to keep it grounded
the community falls away
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. The real market considers the violence hidden within ordinary development — revealing how profit, extraction and disregard for place can erode not only the natural environment, but the deeper bonds that hold a community together.
Framed perspectives
The lights are on
But for how long?
When minds are distracted
Bodies are consumed
Fear of scarcity
There is no sanctuary
Carrots dangle around our necks
The noose gets tighter
Give it a rest
Think for awhile
Collectively shift
To thoughtfulness
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. Framed perspectives reflects on the pressures of distraction, fear and manufactured urgency — urging a collective return to thoughtfulness as a way of loosening the forces that keep people anxious, passive and constrained.
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The gratitude poem
Thankful I am
For a thoughtful mind
A beating heart
And a searching soul
Even when the heart has bled
When hate whispers goodbye
The heart will not die
Mindfulness of the wider world transcends
From one life to another
Inscribing the human condition
When we share in life’s blessings
Abandoning the pain
The sun comes out again
-Camille Delaquise
This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. The gratitude poem explores thankfulness as an act of resilience — finding in tenderness, awareness and shared humanity a way to endure suffering without surrendering the heart’s capacity for renewal.
This poem is available as a contemporary poetry print on textured recycled card.