Posts tagged ‘children’

December 25, 2017

HAIKU: THE BEST HOLIDAY

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Children At Christmas

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December 21, 2017

Poetic Junkies

by Bipolar Opposites

Original KYLE T. DIBERT, DECEMBER 20th, 2017:

…shooting up the veins of the heart city, – a hundred miles an hour – as a a good junkie does well, and I can tell, that, despite admiration, I am fated for hell & yet oh well I don’t mind where all the ground fell while I was staring up at you through this miraculous well, and you were bankrupt before you decided to sell, and at your coffin, coughing casualties at commiserating children kissing flowers, praying by the hour, to not tower thus so high that one falls and usurps vitality, – power which dwindles stale & dwindles thus more sour; as if in high

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November 29, 2017

Rock Bottom

by HemmingPlay

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I’ve seen it, several times,
although much later.
It’s in the eyes
of men who
all had owned real estate
on the hopeless end
of Rockbottom Drive.

I didn’t want to find out
for myself what
was behind that look, though.
My dad made sure, as
He let me visit the address once.

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July 17, 2017

Cutting the Apron Strings

by Angela Umphers Rueger

Childbirth
Nursing the hungry infant
Weaning from breast and bottle
Teaching the toddler to walk

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June 16, 2017

The Princess and Her Buddy

by Angela Umphers Rueger

There was a lovely princess
Who lived short time ago;

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June 13, 2017

Priorities

by Angela Umphers Rueger

One night I dreamt a dream that made me fear:
My children old were grown, and I, near dead.
I yearned to see them once more gather near,
But they refused to come around my bed.

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June 10, 2017

The Plant Place

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Today we visited the plant place
Delighted in sturdy trees and shrubs
And many small flowers nurtured to full brightness
In a long slow chill spring

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April 28, 2017

Monster Noises

by Frank Hubeny

My foot pounds hard upon the floor.
A hand grabs on the bedroom door.
The voice says low, “The monster’s here!”
There’s scrambling feet and giggling fear.

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March 15, 2017

Clickety Clack trains go past (children)

by Colly

 

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CLICKETY CLACK CLICKETY CLACK

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January 14, 2017

An Ocean of Colors to find with me.

by Colly

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Whale rise.

Rise UP high.

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December 27, 2016

Fox vs Nettle Petals

by newrana

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(The following dramatic narrative is based on a Sri Lankan Proverb.)

 

A fox really wanted to poo,

yet it was not in a national zoo.

 

He looked around for a washroom,

but he sat on something like a mushroom.

 

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December 15, 2016

Piece by Piece ~ Christmas Poetry Challenge

by Anita Lubesh

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I can’t wait to be back home
where the cold mingles with the dawn
and water drips delicately down the pane
catching the chilled air that still smiles
with the sunshine –
it has no aching bones.

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December 10, 2016

Decades

by Jem Croucher

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Born in the fifties, baby boom years
A child of the sixties, scuffed knees and tears

A teen in the seventies, met Sal, fell in love
and at the end of the decade, wed the above

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October 4, 2016

A Teacher’s Heart of Gold- Poetry challenge

by 50djohnson

 

A Teacher’s Heart of Gold

 

A Teacher’s Heart of Gold

The first day of school is special each year as I look up and down each row.

Looking at  new supplies, new shoes, new clothes, what is most important doesn’t show.

Within minutes, they show you who is the brightest star…

It’s also very evident who carries the deepest scars.

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September 27, 2016

Boy Migrant

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Boy Migrant

He haunts me
A young boy
Mid teens
A lad like mine
Seen on the news bulletin

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September 13, 2016

Makeover

by Jem Croucher

We took a week long holiday
and whilst we were away
Our lovely children trashed our house
‘Disgraceful’ you might say
But you’ve not heard the half of it
for what they planned to do
was a complete and total makeover
to create a home brand new

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July 26, 2016

Colors and counting with me at the sea (preschool)

by Colly

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toes in sand

Prologue:

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July 20, 2016

Let’s go Higher

by Colly

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I lift my wings.

I spread them wide.

From mountain peaks I reach the sky…

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July 19, 2016

My Colorful World

by Colly

 

I have alligators in my soup.

One is pink and one is blue.

Add them up and it makes two.

——

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July 17, 2016

Learning my colors !!!

by Colly

 

Fields in shades of purple are on display.

Dainty little buds glow in the sun light.

Some farmers plant these flowering plants.

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February 21, 2016

Foxy and Baby (a child’s poem)

by Colly

 

 

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The wind blows in her hair.

She’s like a tiny teddy bear.

——

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February 17, 2016

Happy Birthday Emily Rose

by Jem Croucher

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We have a birthday in our house today
it makes us feel quite old
For nine and twenty years ago
when it was pretty cold
a daughter was our first born child
in Brighton in the snow
Back in the last century
It seems so long ago

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February 9, 2016

Precious Soul

by Morgan

Precious

.

Precious Little Soul

.

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January 23, 2016

“The Children of War”

by Rellick

I hear it in the cities

Nothing but broken promises

I hear it echo in the mountains

Drowned out now by the pounding thunder

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December 12, 2015

~ Priceless Gifts

by ladyliterati

Here

My child,

Take

This water…

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November 24, 2015

~ The Flurry Folk

by ladyliterati

~ The Flurry Folk
Sitting on a cloud so high

Slate grey haven in the sky
The Flurry Folk work all year

Making flakes with lots of cheer
While Ole Man Winter soundly sleeps

The Flurry Folk happily guard his keep
As the Winter Solstice slowly arrives

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October 11, 2015

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by dokurtybitz

Change
Even when anticipated
And foreseen,
Is different from our
Expectations.

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September 22, 2015

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by dokurtybitz

The child’s plaintive
Cry,
Echos past the dark outline
In the street,
Looking for acceptance
And love,
Finally granted.