October 2023
Bio Note: I work in the field of statistics and live in Texas. Apart from writing and reading classical poetry, I enjoy walking outside of town, drawing in graphite and colored pencil, and singing folk songs with my guitar. My long-term goal is to marry and raise a family out where I can see the stars at night. My poetry has been published in The Society of Classical Poets, Snakeskin, and The Lyric, among others.
The Campfire Sing-Along
Four families sit down in a circle at camp By pines lit by sky white with stars and a fire And, one by one, people start singing along When one of the fathers picks up his guitar. The children, excited to hear the guitar, Will always remember that night in the camp When all of the families were singing along As one single voice that encircled the fire. The logs turn to ash; night is fading the fire. They stop one by one, with detuning guitar And voices too tired for singing along, And children get carried to tents in the camp.
Originally published in Snakeskin
©2023 Joshua C. Frank
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