Storm Camping
Dripping rain whispers
Drumming rain beats a fierce song
Raindrop bullets
Wet and annoying on our way to the toilet
Growing deep squelchy puddles
Like floating tsunamis
Drumming rain beats a fierce song
Raindrop bullets
Wet and annoying on our way to the toilet
Growing deep squelchy puddles
Like floating tsunamis
The tent
Cosily warm in our sleeping bags
Reading books in bed
Torch shadow play
Whispered conversations
Stories from teachers
Clambering bodies
Sleeping teddies
Cosily warm in our sleeping bags
Reading books in bed
Torch shadow play
Whispered conversations
Stories from teachers
Clambering bodies
Sleeping teddies
Strong tents
Sapphire shelters
Our forcefield against
The wild wind
Which flapped the windows
Blowing helicopter gusts
Outside in the dark
The stars cowering behind the clouds.
Sapphire shelters
Our forcefield against
The wild wind
Which flapped the windows
Blowing helicopter gusts
Outside in the dark
The stars cowering behind the clouds.
What fantastic language that you have used in this poem! I love the image that you create and your use of adjectives and similes is great!
ReplyDeleteWhat an amazing poem. It really captures your experiences well. I especially like the second verse as it reminds me of camping when I was little!
ReplyDeleteWhat an amazing poem, it captures your experiences well. I especially like the second verse as it reminds me of camping when I was little. Did you mind it being stormy or did it make it more adventurous?
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Wow! Actually being in one of the tents was amazing (was that the wettest night of the year?) and you've captured it so well in your poem!
ReplyDeleteBonjour my name is jared I am from Swannanoa school room9. My class has not gone on a camping trip. I wish I was in your class because that sounds fun.
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