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A Wird Evening Camping Out

The evening was dark and creepy All the crickets were chirpy Then the wolves were howling In the tree branch, the owl quiet Two boys camping out for the eve In a wide tee-pee wide awake One was weeping, the other stared Both of the boys were wide awake There was no shiny moon or stars For some reason it was pitch blackness Both boys were very scared They did not know the reason Yet they were wondering why Two boys no longer sleepy Had a scared feeling all night Waiting for the morning come To return home safely They decided never to go in the woods again

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 9/20/2018 2:52:00 PM

I can almost feel their anxiety. A weird night indeed, I have discovered from experience sometimes we do not know why we are scared, but we discover later we had a good reason.

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 9/20/2018 5:40:00 PM

Hello Caren, yes sometimes we do not know why we are scared but have a good reason. Have a nice evening my friend.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 9/19/2018 5:52:00 PM

I really like how you set a scary mood about those two boys. Maybe when they are adults they would not be afraid any more!!

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 9/19/2018 6:43:00 PM

Hello Andrea, these boys were camping out for the first time They did not pick a good evening to do it. Yes when they are older they will not be afraid. Have anice evening my friend.

Charles Messina

Date: 9/12/2018 8:44:00 PM

Hello Darlene, I also did a lot of camping as a youngster. In the woods. Today's camping must have a shower house and a toilet lol Lovely write that brought me back some memories. Have a nice evening my dear friend.

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 9/13/2018 10:51:00 AM

Hello Charlies, I also did camping as a youngster I remember being in a sleeping bag,inside a tent. When i awoke in the morning I found myself outside the tent. From this day on I still wonder how I got to be outside the tent. A mystery to me. Have a nice day my friend.

Winged Warrior

Date: 9/12/2018 2:24:00 PM

Yes, lots of camping when I was a kid...not much any more...just writing poetry...I miss those days...great write Darlene...love & camping...^WW^

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 9/12/2018 6:03:00 PM

Hello Winged Warrior,You do have good memories of thoes camping days. That is what counts. Thank you for the lovely comment. Have a nice evening my friend.

Joe Dimino

Date: 9/12/2018 4:46:00 AM

Reminds me of my first camp-out when a child with the Boy Scouts. The older Scouts told Ghost Stories around the snapping fire. Every sound from the near unknown seemed a horror while a lively thrill for a City Boy. Sometimes I long for those days when I knew less and felt more. Great poem!

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 9/12/2018 7:18:00 AM

Hello Joe DiMino, nice to meet you. I am so pleaded to bring back a memory for you. Have a nice day my friend.

Silent One

Date: 9/11/2018 8:34:00 AM

I have been camping as a kid, but not an adult.. I enjoyed your poem Darlene..

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 9/11/2018 2:01:00 PM

Hello Silent One, so nice to see you. I went camping with my deceased husband, it rained all day and evening. So the next day We went home. Have a nice day my friend.

Timothy Mcguire

Date: 9/10/2018 9:54:00 PM

Been there done that as a kid. I remember my cousins scaring the hell out me on top of it all....:0. Well done

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 9/11/2018 8:14:00 AM

Hello Timothy McGuire, oh,that was not nice for your cousins doing this t you. I guess you did not sleep well that night. Have a nice day my friend.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 9/10/2018 2:46:00 PM

Well written Darlene, the dark certainly spooks people especially the young. When morning comes all the fears are forgotten. Tom

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 9/11/2018 8:16:00 AM

Hello Tom ,Thank you for the lovely comment.Yes the darkness does scare the young. Then they forget and have fun the next day. Have a nice day my friend.

Susan Ashley

Date: 9/10/2018 2:17:00 PM

Oh, not a fun time... I've experienced those long dark nights, when anxieties and fears arise and the safety of morning light can't come fast enough to chase the fear and anguish away.. For me, your poem expressing this beautifully, Darlene. Warmest wishes my friend.. ~Susan

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 2/8/2019 2:18:00 PM

Hello Susan, no it is not a fun time.I also did experiences this when camping out. Thank you for the lovely comment. Have a nice day my friend.