Danny Nunn Poet I do not know?

Rocky Mountain Camping

Crisp cool morning, hot cup of serenity, fry up a mess of tranquility
    Campfire smoke curls around the pines as it floats down like a high mountain stream
    Left my old fishing pole at home, so that old trout can have his Rocky Mountain dream

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Marty Owens October 9, 2009 at 8:10 AM Love this!!! Marty

P Sheart October 4, 2009 at 1:27 PM Hi Danny Don't you love those campfires!! Smile. I see you're really a nature lover too. Keep writing! Oh and hey, your 81 year old friend sounds wonderful a woman after my own heart. Love Light Truth Patricia

Sara Kendrick October 2, 2009 at 3:55 PM Very descriptive draws me into the scene. Thanks for the comments. Keep writing. Sara

Caroline Cécile Delacroix October 1, 2009 at 8:41 PM How nice, Danny. Loved the camping atmosphere and its beautiful surrounding. You captured it here very nicely. Thanks for sharing. Caroline.

Kate W October 1, 2009 at 7:26 PM the love for the mountain air nice write.............kate

Carolyn Devonshire October 1, 2009 at 8:55 AM Refreshing, uplifting and a bit of humor! What a great combination in this imaginative write, Danny! Great work. Love, carolyn

Carol Sunshine Brown October 1, 2009 at 6:53 AM Thank you for sharing your fasinating poetry with us today Danny. Love, Carol