Collected Poems of John Holmes
Holmes, John A., Jr.
Here where the sudden firelight slips
And bannered flame flares and dips
In crimson glory - here where heat
Rolls out against the faces
Circled, young and bright, about,
And the pine trees, ghostly black
Whisper in the night with-out -
Here are friends, and quiet ways,
Memories of golden days,
And the dear companionship
Born of camp-ways and the night
Nursed by trees and camp-fire
Here the curved blue night leans down
Tenderly o'er our forest town....