Going Camping?

This week I took a look at the above book, Toasting Marshmallows  Camping Poems, by Kristine O'Connell George and Illustrated by Kate Kiesler.  What a wonderful collection of poems!  Reading through them made me remember the campfires that I have sat by over the years, making smores and gazing at the stars.  Here are a couple of the poems I found:

Tent

First,

smooth dirt.

No rocks or roots.

Next, sharp stakes, poles,

Strong nylon rope.  Shake, snap.

Billow, woof, settle.  Tug.  Pull taut.

Our tent is up!  Blooming, bright orange.  

George, Kristine O’Connell.  Toasting Marshmallows. (p. 4). (2001). New York, NY:  Clarion Books.  

 

I love that the shape of the poem is in a tent!   And another one:  

Sleeping Outside

Small me,

in a small tent

staked to a huge planet,

rolling slowly through open space----

alone.

Small me,

still wide awake

under a wide starred sky,

almost----almost---feeling the earth

turning. 

George, Kristine O’Connell.  Toasting Marshmallows. (p. 43). (2001). New York, NY:  Clarion Books. 

This poem reminds me of how small I felt in a little tent with wilderness all around.  What a wonderful memory.  

There are many more treasures included in this book, and I would highly recommend having it as a part of your library. 

You can find this book at Amazon.