My Child Poems | Examples of My Child Poetry

I see the way your body dances through the halls of our home, how dirty you are. dirty little girl. My teacher said this is not what we do. Mom tells me this is bad. They’re wrong....Read the rest...

He’s got plans to meet his friend, And he’s putting things in his pockets, his wallet, his keys, a set of dice. ‘I can’t forget these dice’ he says to me. ‘I did not know you had a...Read the rest...

In a time where innocence should reign, This little girl faced trials, her heart in pain. Her upbringing, not necessarily the worst, I’d say, But love and stability seemed far far away. Naive to the world, she sought to...Read the rest...

Nanna traces finger-rhymes around my hand: tickling poems. Pictures in my sister’s book speak poetry, and I want her book to be mine. Miss Fernside points to words beside her drawings on the easel; I love Miss Fernside. First...Read the rest...

Each goldfish is like a birthday candle of flickering fins; or under-water sparkles of sunlit sugar sprinkled, trickled, rippled. My face is staring over the pond; they gather for party bags we call stinky-fish-food, while cloud-balloons make funny faces and float far away. ...Read the rest...

As a child, with my Nanna, making the bed - waves of sheet crash, underneath is cool - dark, need to breathe, roll on the carpet-beach, watch the white-surge flapping, snapping, falling up and down up and down calming, resting smelling sunshine. ...Read the rest...

At night In my room Curtains flap Scraps of black Look like bats Then a snore And a growl – ‘It’s a bear!’ ‘It’s a ghost!’ ‘It’s the fridge,’ says Dad. ...Read the rest...

“What’s the matter, little one?" “The gone gone geese~~no more fun!” What he meant, I had no clue, but he surely knew. ...Read the rest...

so easy to fall, and so hard to break free somehow as a child I knew it was as if they knew my name before I had a clue at 10 reading books about orphans free from the...Read the rest...

Each day more arrivals in small inflatables escaping from troubles their homeland far away they cannot bear to stay so travel to UK a risky trip from home ...Read the rest...

Little things turn big and now Incredible memories spin round and round. Flying dreams are sometimes too quick to chase Even though its me on the pilot’s seat....Read the rest...

I set up an easel in the shade of my beach umbrella. Wanting to paint by the morning light, I dabbed colors onto the palette...sea foam green, azure, titanium white, and ochre. ...Read the rest...

BYE ERN There once was a man from Bavaria Whose actions could not be scarier In the woods where he lurked And at night where he worked It was designated as a no-go area But at heart he was a secretive...Read the rest...

Hoy es tu dia, Pero no estas. Hoy me pierdo en el recuerdo. Hoy me encuentro en tus memorias. El dolor me mata. El dolor me ciega. El dolor me impide pensar. Hoy fui derrotada! Hoy lloré! Hoy sentí la...Read the rest...

Her eyes swelled and swelled With bitter tears That lingered near... She stood there and not here Since she thought It was better to cry, than to try to fly Into the fantasies ought To have held on Rather, just watch and let...Read the rest...