Posts tagged ‘child’

October 1, 2019

Puffy and Fluffy

by Colly

image from google search

autumn pile




Puffy and Fluffy have much to do.


Sometimes they want to play with you.

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August 15, 2018


by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

From The First Time
I Laid Eyes On You
I Loved You

It Was Love At First Sight,
And You Stole My Heart

That Moment
Was The Start
Of Me Loving You

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January 16, 2018

How to be a child again?

by Megha's World


Clear your heart of all the damning thoughts

Wipe your mind of all the sad memories;

Clean up your life all of the bad experience;

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January 1, 2018


by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

They Call Me Crazy
When They See
Me Dancing
Like A Child

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September 29, 2017


by Venkat

*Alliteration Poem – Child*

27th Sep’17  ~by Venkat

Coconuts can crawl
Crabs can chatter
Chameleons can clap
Childhood crawled, castaway

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March 25, 2017

Love..I just wished..

by Tanya

I so wished to be loved
I was not entitled to..

I have been a lonesome boy
I had none to call mine..

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July 20, 2016

Let’s go Higher

by Colly


I lift my wings.

I spread them wide.

From mountain peaks I reach the sky…

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November 30, 2015


by dokurtybitz

It shows the wear
Of Love and
Treasured memories,
Slowly decaying
But no velveteen rabbit transformation
Just the rag heap.

October 15, 2015

The Window of the Night

by Dorinda Duclos

Make a wish upon a star
See the moon glow bright

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October 1, 2015

Sea of Child

by Jem Croucher


By listening very carefully
I could hear it on the air
My call across the many years
to me still walking there
The beach where many summer spent
as a boy with dirty knees
To which half a century later
I returned on Autumn breeze

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May 10, 2015


by Jem Croucher


For fourteen years in thirty-nine
You gave me life and more
But God had other plans in mind
When you left in seventy-four

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February 18, 2015

I Will

by Rana

Launch me into darkness

and I will sculpt the universe.

Bury me beneath the birch’s roots

and I will fertilize a nation.

Tuck me between the covers

and I will give birth to love.

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December 26, 2014

~ Fragile Things ~ Revised

by A. L. O'Prunty

~ Fragile Things ~ Revised

Your Mommas heart.

Full of so much love
If broken-
Pieces remain
But never the same
As a wall rises…

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December 19, 2014

Christmas Trilogy

by graypoet

I originally posted these in 2012, but had them on my mind. I thought I would share again, happy holidays to all my friends…

Week Before Christmas Trilogy Part 1 – Homeless
Posted on December 7, 2012 by graypoet

Twas a week before Christmas
I was snuggled down in my box
The rats were still active
I kept close my can of rocks.

I still wonder about my family
It’s hard not to think of the past
I hold on to the dignity I have left
I pray this cold weather does not last.

I’m still able to look for a job
It’s not just the life of charity for me
But as more and more are finding out
Today companies have very little loyalty.

I can’t blame those led by greed
I’ll keep looking for a better solution
There will be food and friends around
As I volunteer to help down at the mission.

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November 20, 2014

~ Persephone ~

by A. L. O'Prunty


The vale of Enna, where posies abound,
She tenderly plucks them from the ground,
Demeter as always, favors the soil,
With an abundance of growth that does not toil.

Oh sing a hymn to Demeter,
Suffer her anguish and pain,
Oh sing a hymn to Demeter,
Her Mysteries to obtain.  Her Mysteries to obtain.

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November 18, 2014

~ So Blessed ~

by A. L. O'Prunty

~ So Blessed ~

In the land of lullabies
On errant wing the cherub flies
Gossamer dreams there to employ
In the newborn smiles
Of each girl and boy
Slumbering secure at Mommas breast
A child so loved, so heavenly blessed.


November 2, 2014

In An Instant

by Venkat


to love in an instant
as the only thing
to see it shattered in an instant
as the only thing

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June 12, 2014

Little Child, I Believe

by Venkat

Little child
In your wonder I believe
When you see a hundred moons
While there is one

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May 24, 2014

Morning soup

by Devina

The air was frigid

Like soup left on the table


The wind blew in forceful gusts

As if blind the to long dead heat


The night was a hungry child

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March 12, 2014

Slow Down Little One

by Karen

Slow Down Little One

Don’t be in such a hurry

Enjoy your youth

Your school

Your Friends

Your Family

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February 9, 2014

The Lyre


I am the lyre
That sings all melodies

For every child,
There’s a sweet lullaby
For every lover,
There are songs of ecstasy
For every loss,
There are painful tunes.

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January 29, 2014


by dokurtybitz

In the person
She’s chosen to be,
A joy
And beauty
Whom i call,

December 10, 2013

Train A Child

by graypoet

Just short thoughts on child rearing…

Teach them to clean and also cook
Help them show kindness and care
Take time to learn who they can be
Make a life they’re proud to share.

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February 18, 2013

poetry challenge 3: i sat next to an infant today in church

by billgncs

I don’t suppose I heard him literally, but he was communicating,
and of course poetry must be about breaking rules…
How do we become grown up ?

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October 19, 2012

Little One

by Tiffany Layne

Little one you were to be
                the symbol of our infinity,
Then you were gone one sad day
                and it ripped my heart away,
Late at night I still think of you
                 and the dreams that never came true,
I think of a love not fulfilled
                  there’s a sting of a pain that will not heal.

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July 26, 2012

Summers Ago

by Tiffany Layne

Tiptoeing out the back door,
No shoes on my feet, 

Running through the cool grass,
Sunshine chasing me.
Hiding from the grown-up world,
Picking wild flowers,
Finding nature’s splendor
In the daylight hours.

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June 30, 2012

The Life of a Park Bench…

by Jen Thompson

Its 10am, clear blue skies over head.

A young child is being led by its mother.

The bench’s rustic boards are transformed.

‘Ye best walk the plank mama’.

He’s a little boy, a son, a captain of a ship.

The mother stays close, but indulges in his fantasy.

Men fall overboard,

Others survive.

A swan in the distance captures his attention.

They’re off again.

Sunlight seeps into every groove.

The bench feels pride.

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