Poem Category: Camping.

camp fire
crackling into
the stars

open tent
last in sunset…
the river passes on to night

open tent
green and brown caterpillar
in a beak

open tent
squeezed from a husk
the moth dilates her wings

weekend camp
a feral cat
sniffs the meat

open tent
thump of thunder
popping her eyes out

camping
eggs
when twigs become a nest

open tent
my dog
inhales the stranger

open tent
mountain—
parts of the snow left behind

camp fire
the wings an owl folds
in shadows