My Adventures at Camp Poem
Remember the freezing cold water hitting you as you plummet into the dark murky waterhole.
Remember the delicious taste of the chocolate ice cream melting slowly on your tongue.
That was camp.
Remember the noise of the girls in our dorm chattering quietly in the middle of the night.
Remember the smell of the burning campfire roasting your marshmallows until they are warm and sticky.
That was camp
Remember the smell as the bullet fiercely hit the target exploding dust everywhere.
Remember the feel of the air blowing across your face as everything wizzed quickly past you zoomed across the zipline on the flying fox
That was camp
Remember the yummy smell of the roast chicken wafting around the dining room.
Do you remember the miserable, gloomy feeling as you clambered on the bus leaving Carey camp.
That was camp
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Monday, 16 March 2015
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I LOVE this Stella!
ReplyDeleteWow Stella, that is so touching. The images are so vivid, it makes the reader feel like they are really there. Well done! mum xx
ReplyDeleteStella, this poem is wonderful! You capture so many moods and sounds and feelings of camp, it takes me right back to when I was a kid in camp. I feel like I'm there! Keep writing! Love, Aunt Carol
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