Camp Fire Poems | Examples
These Camp Fire poems are examples of Fire poems about Camp. These are the best examples of Fire Camp poems written by international poets.
Fire-Fly Stars
I Always Wanted
To Be A Scientist.
Someone Asked
Me Once:
Aren’t You?
***
What I Really
Wanted To Be
Was A Polar
Bear Lusting
A Powerful Musk
With All Effort,
With A Sure
Un-Certain Purpose.
***
Or I Would Be
Huddled Under
Some Mass Of
Reeds In A
Cavern Crouched
Over A Silver
Beam Of Light…
And The Echo
Everlasting Of
One Drop Of
Purity…
Landing In A
Honed Stone
Bowl.
***
And I Wanted To
Be Worthless
Like Every
Component
Choice…
Like Every Spectre
Unfolding!
Like A Favorite
Un-Lovable
Ever-Loved:
Unknown Tree.
***
Still…
Loving Dreams…
Yet Unseen.
In Camp-Fire
Light.
-Gray Squirrel
07-10-2025
It’s Christmas Eve, fire
lovers by the hearth, others
unanimous flee
Camp Pendleton, soldiers, spouse,
kids presently forfeit gifts
a fire warms the heart, the Christmas tree — bonds true lovers in ecstasy
a fire lights up morphed lives — creek fire sends smiles, rosy cheeks into cruel night
12/24/2020
Tanka and two monokus
*A sad fire on Christmas Eve. Camp Pendleton-area evacuates around 7,000 in the early morning hours. The wildfire is dubbed the Creek Fire.
under the night sky
huddled around the camp fire ~
marshmallow roasting
Haiku or Senyru Poetry Contest (Winner: 2nd Place)
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Date written: 07/19/2020
Dog shares recliner
Reluctantly
Pushing me
Toward the edge
Pretending she is
Asleep
Go gentle into the night, friend campfire.
Confidant, who was loudly popping and smacking
Devouring stacks of logs, chewing and spitting
A formidable terminator a few hours ago
We stare at you, sharing stories too sacred to tell anywhere else
Knowing you will keep our ferocious secrets safe in your hearth.
I accidentally let one loose
while standing by a fire;
marshmallows burst in my wind;
the flames grew ever higher;
Jan fell bank into the cooler,
as ice poured down her collar;
Mikey wailed, just three years old,
and stomped his feet and hollard;
the loons on the lake stopped their song,
as the frogs all gasped for air;
the fireflies fell, one by one,
as the fish ate up their share;
the dragonflies rolled their eyes
and flew away to the moon,
as the cinders from the campfire rose
and yet spelled out their doom.
july 11 2018
Tempestuous wildfire is raging; leaves behind charred forests.
Humans are careless beasts; camp fires and cigarettes destroy all life.
Easily avoided with caution; forests could be saved.