Charlotte Gunther

Claustrophobia - Poem by Charlotte Gunther

Sleeping in down
close to the ground
Is not far removed
from sleeping under the ground

Sheltered from the elements
by close nylon filaments
Is not far removed
from being entombed

But I sleep in the tent
‘til the sun gent-
ly warms me with light
And provokes me to rise
from my sleep of dark rest
To test the best freedoms of life—untented.

(August 1991)

Topic(s) of this poem: camping

Poet's Notes about The Poem

the experience of sleeping on the ground under a tent as opposed to my customary bed.

Comments about Claustrophobia by Charlotte Gunther

  • (4/28/2014 8:50:00 PM)

    I love tent sleeping and being so close to nature! The sounds, the smells! Nothing compares! Nicely written piece! (Report) Reply

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  • Susan Lacovara (4/28/2014 6:35:00 PM)

    There is a sense freedom sleeping outdoors, to me a beautiful rest. Your write did well to convey the difference from the usual shelter of a stable bed...tell me did you dream well within the tent? ? PEACE (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 28, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 29, 2014

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