When The Sun Goes Down

Tony36

When the sun goes down

The campfire comes out

Cooking over an open flame

Hot dogs on a stick

Marshmallows on Graham Crakers with chocolate 

Smores for desert 

 

After the meal

We gather round

One by one

We lay our tales down

Ghost stories , weird stories, or just spaced out stories 

Entertainment for the night

 

The fire burns

The stories told

We sleep

We dream

Soon enough morning breaks

  • Author: Tony36 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 12th, 2024 07:09
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments5

  • Cassie58

    You created a great ambience with this poem. You took me to the scene and what a great evening it was. Camping can be such fun. Love those camp fires and spooky stories.

    • Tony36

      Thank you

    • orchidee

      Good write Tony.

      • Tony36

        Thank you

      • sorenbarrett

        A recounting of memories of good social times and happieness associated with them. They evoke memories in the reader as well and a sense of nostaogia.

        • Tony36

          Thank you

        • Goldfinch60

          Sounds like a wonderful time Tony.

          Andy

          • Tony36

            Thank you

          • Tom Dylan

            You paint the scene really well. Nicely done!

            • Tony36

              Thank you



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