Camping Poems - Poems about Camping

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 on the makeshift benches, we have the ingredients, To make our Mountain Dew glow in the dark, We exchange ghost...

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Whispered greetings as shadows scatter. Dew dripping as light gently crawls down the trees. Murmurs of friends old and new rising into the dawn. My cup full of more than love, warmth, relief, coffee. A slideshow of yesterday flits gently through my mind. Hugging with my chest not my arms. No masking required only me. Vulnerability, nakedness, a...

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Tis a true story I have to tell ye About a haunted house that so scared me. We went camping in the mountains one day. It was sometime in April or in May. We hiked hard into the darkening wood And found an old mansion that still stood. We decided to camp inside that night. Something happened that gave us a huge...

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The cold has fled this place, and wrapped in light The world is once again so warm and bright. The sky is blue and shattered are the walls That kept the sun outside those wintry halls. The winter’s fled, and with her’s fled the ice, Replaced with summer’s sun, so warm and nice. Is this what people call a lovely...

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There are owls out here. They are barn owls. The ground is hard and rocky. It is. Sleeping is for my bed. The ground is not a bed. At home? My mom makes pancakes in the morning. I would never see her make them, I would sleep in too late. I could look out my window. My window that allows the moonlight in, but keeps...

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Nature is fantastic Plus so much food Add...

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Golden skin, crispy and warm, nestled on a stick, a small ember of joy. A dance above the flame, sugar melting, the sweet scent rising, whispers of summer nights. With a gentle pop, the center flows, a moment of bliss, soft and sticky, ...

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Buzzing bees pollen covered bee flits from flower to flower nature's matchmaker Camping frogs croaking in base crickets chirping in tenor camp with nature's band Midnight swim reflecting moonlight lunar cool lake shadows dance dappling your sweet face ...

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Camping is gorgeous Friends are found, grilled meat were burnt Memories are made....

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They came from hither and dither and wither and yon To camp under the stars on plaid blankets, beasts and a fawn One night of the year, sharing their hopes and dreams Under stars who gave them optimistic star beams. The lion and the lamb brought their best to the party. The stew was vegetable, but it was salty and...

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the wood was too green above the flames the sparks danced the fire gave its warmth ...

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people pull campers some live on the edge with tents camping should be fun...

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When my family went camping on the farm, we were blown away by its rural charm. Beautiful views of rolling hills and pastures green, It was a sight that just had to be seen. We pitched our tents down by the small creek, the kids went splashing, having fun all through the week. There was also the campfire, for when it...

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Your colour, Green You are a Belter Sunny side up A helter-skelter Of emotions My soul recharged From brighter skies Bubble of joy From the prickly lies Of the world Our hearts and minds You fondly nourish Circadian reset Love with a flourish Of colour Intense in tents Intent on intimate Introspection Delivering deliberate Conversation Above all A high beauty yield Back home to a Beloved Boughton field In August...

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