Poem Category: Camping

open tent
from a nest of magpies
the melting frost

open tent
all night
the sound frosts crackle

open tent
a boulder stands in
the sound of white water

open tent
hearing the sounds
rain runs into puddles

open tent
how blue is the lake
changed to skylight

open tent
growing with dawn
a bird cage of songs

open tent
such dense fog
holding the colour

open tent
the silence the forest has
in breathing

camping
the shadows of a dance
out of the flames

camping
we bathe nearby
the waterfall’s voice