Campgrounds Poems - Poems about Campgrounds

...An ominous trail in their dark ashes— each ellipsis hid a treacherous bend. I feel the camper’s hollow rattle between cracked ribs that won’t quite mend. Not their youth, but mine— still ......

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...Once upon a time, it was a good day to be camping with the friends, We stroll into the campgrounds, put the logs into the firepit, Light the fire in the fire pit, get out our marshmallows, We sit......

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...I was loss in the vast wilderness Trying to find my way Here I am Had no idea how I even got loss I saw something and wanted to investigate I guess that would be source of why I am in this situa......

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...Tempering colors of magnetic reds and browns September, you sure know how to make me turn around enclosing me in comforting space warm as a fireplace you make me long for firewood and campgroun......

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...Community of the Campfire David J Walker I I’d forgotten the scent of the campfire And its sense of mystery and Community for the few who Were invited to its borders Offering its view o......

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...River’s Arising By Michelle Waters River’s arising. Danger’s on hand. Gather up your kinfolk and get to high land. The campgrounds are empty, RVs are all gone Tourists packed up their bags a......

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...I am from I am from my mom’s jean jacket with leather lining, from levi’s and converse. I am from the cracked blue painted walls and worn down white windows. I am from the white calla lilies, t......

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...A Single Tree Steve L. Siegel August, 2015 -:- Up on the upper Hoh River there is a trail Only two and haft miles long, at end of trail is a tree Were it has turned into a cross all by Gods ow......

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...Every journey worth its salt has rocky places Bank to bank filled with frothing white water, The economics of avoidance, steering a lean course, Avoiding higher peaks that thrill - vouchsafed to......

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...To start the day I put on my hat, To my surprise out flew a gnat. I was startled by this creature with the smallest of wings, So much that I dropped every bit of my things. If it was a wasp and I was......

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...Spread the maps out on the living room floor, Like I've done so many times before, Getting ready for a trip to be made at a future date. I prefer to plan early,rather than to wait. Then too, I ha......

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