Camp Poems - Poems about Camp

... Some say, “he took a life,” or many lives, some say it that way and do not call it what it is. Where would we take that life anyway, and it we took it away what would we do with it? Imag......Read More

... I find that if I cut a lens-size hole in a cardboard box then place that box over my head at night, the stars form new constellations; strangely, they can jump time and space to shine within ......Read More

...THE DRILL Arrive with boots. The march early or late. The rose-fed cheeks. The eyes are green - new leaves. The cadence call. No turning back. Blank slate. New beginnings. In adventures, believ......Read More

...and the Wisdom To Know It Prior to Graduating Kindergarten "Most adults -- and even a few intellectuals -- know their numbers, but they cannot add 1 + 1." -- Basic Wisdom 101 still she......Read More

...II. Now Reg was good at pressing flesh, always had a gift for the gab, in twenty minutes the locals treated him like the best friend they had. He bought some drinks, but not too much, did not......Read More

...Of all the moments I've lived through, There's one memory that always shines through. A day of pure joy and happiness, A day that fills me with nothing but gladness. It was a summer's day, warm......Read More

...Bike with me down roads that lead to somewhere Though we don't know where We'll set up camp in copses of trees at dusk Hidden out of view Alone just me and you A billion stars to light a path t......Read More

...My mule is intelligent, and it loves me. perhaps it loves everybody, it's a rental. I need a shot of confidence. The mule rests its head on my shoulder. It's a well-travelled track but toda......Read More

...Hey lady, memaw. Boy do I have a lot of questions for you. Questions like what's your favorite color? Who's your favorite band? I know you love your rock music. I know you liked Freddy Mercury. Now i......Read More

...The old church lay in ruins, left to languish in time. He was sitting on the grave talking to Sergeant R Johnston. Well, I suppose you want an update on the war. Let me see now, where do I begin. ......Read More

... In the dark of the night, when all are sleeping, out of sight, the Oggles come out to play. For they love to flirt, in the rubbish and the dirt, a curious courtial display. ......Read More

...He flew in from the east not ominous by itself, I will abide. however, our fierce opponents in battle were terrified. They had heard of the crow oldster, spread by my brothers. His wing span was t......Read More

...Folks watching love affairs like spies, All the scenes picked: sugared pies. They capture the whole truth through lies, Before the end of it truth flies! But wait: why? Again, I ask 'why?' The......Read More

... Valley Forge February, 1777 Dearest wife, if a darker hour were elsewhere, I would count my present plight far differently & be of a less dark mind. It is now near to midnight. A......Read More

...I know I should apologise but I ponder at my fault I truly thought that every cat had abilities to vault Most other times he ran away when I backed out of the drive I mean it's only natural a cat'......Read More