Closer to the Fire – v2

A summer, long ago
a different sleepover,
out under the stars,
in the Berkshire woods
when summer camp
meant the YMCA
We arrived late,
what a surprise,
my age group , laid out
already at the campsite,
long past dusk, tripping on the roots
looking in the dark
find a spot to roll the sleeping bag
on the ground, look for roots,
for rocks underneath
see the sparks of the campfire
yards off, spiraling upward
toward the white pines above
creating strange orange silhouettes
in the June air, stillness
Nearer to the overflowing trash can
than the fire pit, a few of us stragglers
A sudden rustling nearby, freeze
for the family of skunks
were out for a snack
lay still in the sleeping bags
boys, for we dread a mistake
made more real, urgent
this far from the fire



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edited July 22, 2012
“Closer to the Fire – v2
September 23, 2006 21:22
“Closer to the Fire”
http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2006/09/closer-to-fire.html

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