Camp

[Tiger the Lion]

Camp

We were counting stars
when the sound of a stream
collected us away;

the plink and plonk of it
scurrying through weed and rock
in restless obedience to gravity 
threw us off,

so we fed the fire
and agreed to try again
tomorrow.

[RiverNotch]

I suggest maybe removing the last line of the second stanza, something like:

--- the plink and plonk of it,
scurrying through weed and rock
in restless obedience to gravity ---

since it gives the image emphasis. Also:

Camp

They lost count and retired
to their tent to feed the fire.

They must have thought
my footsteps were some stream

in restless obedience to gravity,
tomorrow was in their mind

like my axe a cross cut later.