the fake campers

the fake campers

A Poem by zunie frost

we are brave 
we are smart
we are strong 
we are one
we call ourselves campers
we camp all night
do you wanna know what we do?
come i'll show you
we party all night
in a little blinking torch light
when there is darkness
when sun says good bye
when stars shine in the sky
we creep out of our house
burn a fake fire
and have a fake "camp party "
you'll hear the loud laughter
you'll think we are half mad
just after the sun set
we are awake
and the count down starts
one...
two...
three,,
and there we go
music all the way up
we dance like crazy all night long
we party all night
a fake " camp party"
don't care for the world
don't care if someone's there
don't care if we are freaking mad
i'll always remember the fun we had
now you know what we do ?
we are campers of the night 
we play crazy tracks and dance
in our own style
we are the campers of the night

© 2016 zunie frost



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Psychedelic? A remembrance of the Hippies of 1968? The fun and frolic and I daresay even daring nature of youth is captured vividly in this.

Posted 2 Months Ago


zunie frost

2 Months Ago

No... Thanks for reading
Relatable and decent writing!
I love the comparison of Adolescents as "night campers".
Well structured.
Keep writing:)

Posted 1 Year Ago


zunie frost

1 Year Ago

thank you so much
Nicely written. A very new and refreshing view.
Thanks for sharing..

Posted 1 Year Ago


zunie frost

1 Year Ago

thanks a lot
Very creative, I enjoyed this write.


Posted 1 Year Ago


An ode to teenagers and teenage "rebellion".

Like Chris writes below, we have all done this in our days of youth. Took our risks, danced the night away and rebelled against the status quo.

Written by a teenager, as only a teenager could do, when in that moment, and at that stage of life.
Nice work, Zunie.

Posted 1 Year Ago


I loved the vision of people dancing around a 'fake' campfire, enjoying life, not regretting, and shoving off prying eyes that might look at them different. I think, in all our worlds, we create something that is fake to reality, something that may look insane, but makes us feel like our true selves. Society always looks us differently when we do that, but we don't have to care, because it's our madness, and it's how we feel sanity.

Posted 1 Year Ago


I think we were all "campers" in our nights as teens - finding our selves and our ways.

Posted 1 Year Ago


zunie frost

1 Year Ago

thank you !!!
Dancing in the night with friends....dancing till the morning comes and making memories. Camping is not my things, but this is another story. I enjoyed this one, Zunie. Lydi**

Posted 1 Year Ago


zunie frost

1 Year Ago

Thanks a lot for the nice review
It is like a song with nice imagination of camping. I enjoy it...


Best
Szhzia

Posted 1 Year Ago



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i am 17 years old ...... When I was 13. I wrote a poem .... More like rhymes for my parents on their birthday ... That when I started writing... I wanna be writer... I love spending my time writing .... more..

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