Check out some of today's poems - can you tell they are linked to camp?
Sam C
Not only the mist engulfing the point of the mountain,
Not only the birds singing along the lines of the dawn chorus,
Not only the steam rising off the thermal water,
Not only the crescent moon gently tiptoeing up the sky's starry back,
Not only the delighted cries of the heroic tree climber,
Not only the cowering souls, resting in the graveyard.
Max
Not only the leaves waltzing in tune
Not only the lonesome bird singing - can fly
Not only the magical mist gently conquering the hilltops - can die
No, not only.
If only the sun didn't guide the world
If only he didn't burn my skin
If only the rain didn't dampen my soul
If only.
When only the birds survive the war
When only the weeds can be seen
When only the people can rule the land
Only then will we understand
Only then can we heal the scars
Only then.
Evie
Not only the sun reigning down on the water
Mystifying the forest
Not only the secret hidden inside us all
Locked away
Not only the wind freezing the shivering leaves
Lifeless
Not only the daffodil crying out in despair
Nothing
Not only the frost betraying the colour of the grass
Enemy
Not only the steam rising from the heated water
Not only the sky bursting through the night blanket
Not only.
Madoka
Not only the sky
Not only one cloud
Not only one bird
But only one destiny.
Blue clouds hover
In the mystery scented sky
And the golden mother awakens
A warm graceful crimson flower
Beautifully ruling the sky.
Not only the dawn chorus
Not only happiness
Not only the snowflakes
Longing for adventure.
Not only the flower petals pirouette
Not only the leaves wave
Not only my heart shivers
Not only the salty water trickles down my cheek
Something more important.
The sky is there
Connecting
Every smile
Every feeling
Every life.
The golden door opens
Leading to a brand new journey.
Evelyn
Not only the dusty mist blocking the snow covered hills
Not only the sun adorning the hill with a crimson cloak
Not only the rushing stream flowing rapidly along the track
Not only the grass dancing in the rhythm of the wind
Not only the trees sheltering us from the crying sky
Not only the birds singing to the rising sun
Not only the stars guiding us like lanterns.
