Long Campers Poems

"Go on forth young graduates,

And show us who you are

You're now our future leaders

We know you will go far"

And so commencement ended

Pictures done and people changed

Now, off to private parties

All orderly pre-arranged

But four young girls...

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Into the woods we ventured, where darkness began to encircle us,
Their ancient murmurs mingling with the forest’s ominous chorus.
A chilling breeze, as if the very breath of the woods sighed,
Veiled in tempestuous clouds, the stars...

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Creative cerebral craftiness coaxes...

Childhood campy chimera curtain call
subsequently hinting (based on accuweather)
the approach of blizzard squall
so burrow under quilted cover y'all
until warm temperatures arrive when springtime
ushers social media platforms 
buzzfeeding earthlinked instant karma 
jump/kickstarting linkedin...

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Two young newlyweds Samantha and Ray
On honeymoon went camping to the Bay
But as they were rocking
Strong winds came a knocking
And left them nude as their tent blew away

Both were red faced and on the ground...

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Inspection took place February 17th, 2023...

At 1330 hours (indicated
courtesy notification slipped under door
less than twenty four hours)
hence foretold ill fate
by property (crooks and quade) management
the head honcho zaftig, wanker,
(who replaced the warden)

and Rich (BOLD FACE...

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Ohiopyle, Pennsylvania circa early 1970'S

(just in time for end of summer reading...
recounting emotionally disastrous campy turbulence)
intended food for thought indulgence. 

A boys' life aborted
miscarried golden opportunity
for adolescent romance to be courted.

Amidst a raft of fellow...

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FIRST, THERE'S A NEED 
“We have a lot of dust in the house. Where does it come from?
How do we prevent that?”

THE IDEA OR THOUGHT OR REMEDY
The idea or thought or remedy was seen or...

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(just in time for summer reading...
recounting emotionally disastrous campy turbulence)

Amidst a raft of fellow (Brandywine Valley
     Y.M.C.A) resident campers
     who, didst excitedly quiver
donning a "NON FAKE" lifejacket

...

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i never knew one person could have so many emotions
 inside them at one time.
i never knew how easily hate could fill the empty void
 where love once thrived.
i never knew that lying got the...

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remember when recent-psycho-in-the
brief-spotlight, Texas Gov. Ricky Perry,
smiled at the camera in the debate o’ 
repuglicans & couldn’t remember the
3rd branch of government that he told
the nation watching that he would eliminate
once he became president?
remember that...

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BAN BACKWARDS NORTH CAROLINA (PSA)

deep in the belly of the empire
where “fights between cats and dogs are prohibited,”
“women must be covered in AT LEAST 16 yards of
cloth at all times,”
“bingo games cannot last over 5...

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The Alligator Man
 
This is the strange tale of the Alligator Man 
it all took place in the Amazon River, as a young 
alligator is looking for food to satisfy his
needs. Above him a large...

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Racism,
and sexism
and violent capitalism
are as American
and as bad for you
and your kids
as pre-millennial rotten and burned-out apple pie-sellers

And ProMatriotic learning 
and living 
and health loving 
post-millennial WinWin co-operators
against LoseLose
racism
and sexism
and violent capitalism
as AntiAmerican
as burning-out 
and...

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nascent 
     dawn appears
kaleidoscope 
 of 
color
  midnight 
    sighs 
       leftovers 
        ...

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when the sun finally shines its last hot beams of
annoying rays down upon the slimy suntan-lotion-saturated 
bodies &
the convertibles get taken back in the garages &
the vast groups of lame ass motorcyclists who drive only...

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I watched them gather round
The warmth of your flame
Like campers at campfire time
Huddling close to you
Pushing and jostling
For the best place
I saw your warmth
Dancing off their faces
Small cinders escaping into the night
I followed the sparks...

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Some Glimpses of childhood Memories

The town where I grew up seems much the same 
Its many features yet retained
Still central fountain that caresses the sky
Its hazy droplets against the winter dregs of sun
Gone, the regiment...

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I just hear bugles i just hear trumpets and horns
I am the fool a slayer of rule an androgynous clone of make believe
thought a trance, sometimes not knowing what's real as free a rational ability
I...

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Wow, a 2nd camping trip,
Now please don’t flip,
How on earth did I agree,
After the snake and me,
My husband asked so nicely,
And explained precisely
Where we would go,
Not to the bush,
Where a snake lay in ambush!
So hitched...

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for my precious granddaughter, Brooke
whom I hope one day will be able to talk again…

The babbling little brook ,
was enjoying the warmth of the autumn sun,
Thinking about where her waters flowed, 
then wondering from where...

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She was taken by bears, that was the consensus,
dragged off in her sleeping bag; tracks confirmed.

Later the child was eaten, but not before she died of old age.

She lodged with the Grizzlies, growing sturdy, unusually...

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Flesh was falling from the bone, 
clumps of flyblown steak, 
rippling the glass surface below
its reflection fragmented in the lake
 
bloods oily residue hanging in long tendrils, 
leaving a stringy mucus in its wake,
coagulated, and...

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Fearless flames licking the night
as the glow flickers fire in their eyes
ah the tales round campfires light
of Sasquatch shadows and cougars demise

When sleepily those embers to ash burn down
like marshmallows slipping to the ground
lanterns cast...

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The Personification of Success
Success when seen with my eyes looks like quilts, diaries, prayers chastening rods and lots of hugs, off to school and then to college even marriage too.
Success smells like pastures with cows...

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Children play on the stumps of the fallen giants, mocked in death by the glitter of disco lights and the raucous cheers of drunks.

Asphalt long melted round their dead roots where once they hovered over...

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