Ann Peck Poet Rhyme

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August 18, 2025

For those who lost loved ones that rainy night in Texas.

Camp Mystic

Soft raindrop music lulled all to quiet
with dreams of fairies, strawberry Delight
Stars sent lovelights that winked off and then on
wind whispered “shh,” very soon will come dawn 

Quickly, rain grew restless, began to pound
sent enormous waves to hide the soft ground
Two rivers merged, creating a large sea
Higher, stronger grew sea's intensity

It thrashed and spun and at last over ran
the hopes and dreams of youth's happy clan
Tiny wonders with life's days still to know
 embraced by angels and lifted from flow 

Dawn arose to a promise that was  swept
nothing remained, but tears that were wept	
Garden paradise that once sheltered green
 torn, spilled over imagination's dream

Can there again be songs mingling with air
Can memories help those who lost, repair
Somewhere above, among soft, lilac clouds
are Mystic camp songs sung, offkey but loud

And, in a rainbow with a lovely face
are watercolors for those left to trace
moments of joy, each to gently unfold 
Then find tomorrows you can, again, hold

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Linda Alice Fowler September 7, 2025 at 9:10 AM Although I did not lose anyone that night Ann, I live not al. that far from the camp. Your kindness and concern is a mirror of your heart. :) Ann Peck September 12, 2025 at 9:16 PM Thank you, Linda. I live next door to Texas in NM. All those precious children-- it's just overwhelming.

I Am Anaya September 4, 2025 at 9:09 AM A beautiful tribute to those who lost their loved ones, Ann. I adore you for this heartwarming poem, your love shows brightly. xhugs__Anaya Ann Peck September 13, 2025 at 8:24 AM Dear Anaya, Thank you so much for your lovely thoughts. That night was just so terrible, so many were lost.

Sam Kauffman August 29, 2025 at 1:03 PM Ann, what an amazing poem dedicated to Camp Mystic. I love the line "are Mystic camp songs sung, offkey but loud." Along with the pensive lyric of this poem is a prayer for consolation to those who remain. You have written this poem with the delicate brush stroke of empathy. Your poem struck a deep chord in my heart as I camp counseled in the summers during college. Thank you for this deeply heartfelt poem. Sending your blessings of the rainbow! Ann Peck September 3, 2025 at 4:58 PM Thank you so much, Sam. It was a terrible night, and will be part of history. You were a counseller and I went to Girl Scout camp when I was nine and ten. I remember we tried to sing the loudest we could! :)

Gordon Mcconnell August 29, 2025 at 10:41 AM Lovely piece Ann filled with feeling and love, also shows nice rhyme and flow too. Blessings always,Gordon Ann Peck September 3, 2025 at 5:04 PM Thank you, Gordon. It was such a sad night; so many were lost. i just needed to write about it.

Gershon Wolf August 28, 2025 at 8:12 PM This poem soothes the ache and calms the battered soul. Bravo, Ann. Ann Peck September 13, 2025 at 8:29 AM Thank you, Gershon. Your comments warm my heart.

Charles Messina August 19, 2025 at 2:21 PM Such a tragedy...a wonderful dedication, Ann. We take each day for granted...and just like that...Boom! So many people's worlds ruined in a flash. Blessings Charlie Ann Peck August 20, 2025 at 9:02 AM It's hard to comprehend all those lives lost by a once-peaceful river. Just too sad. Thanks for your thoughts, Charlie.

Andrea Dietrich August 19, 2025 at 1:08 PM wow, this is such a lovely and profound remembrance of that time. So tragic it was. Ann Peck August 20, 2025 at 8:57 AM It was so very sad...those tiny girls, and others were caught in it, too. Thanks for your thoughts, Andrea.