Written for: Go Dog Go Cafe - Tuesday Writing Prompt
(posted by Devereaux and Beth)
"Write a poem using the words "spinning" and "twilight".
Spinning tales was his game
in the twilight hours.
Scary stories, not told for fame
but for campers who try not to cower.
I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York.
My goal is to create and share poetry with others
who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve
in you, and feel your sparks as well.
It keeps them so very happy and interested
Although many families from my building went on picnics, I actually never sat at a campfire.
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I have seen nice fires but I’m not sure any quailfied as a campfire
I like this poem! Reminds me of Girl Scout outdoor overnights, sitting ‘round the campfire telling scary ghost stories. Cheers.
Thanks, Helen. A toast to you!