Last Viewed Childhood Poems (359)

Our House (a glimpse)remembering my grandmother's kitchen when I was a child...

do you love me?Through the eyes of a child....

Organic ABC - just dreamingSomething light...I just received a card from my grand daughter...she loves picking fruits and flowers and the thought made me miss her so much...what...

"TELL ME THERE"S A HEAVEN"These words of "Chris Rea" from the record "Tell me theres a heaven" listen to the record!! and cry with me....

8 year old Child's visits (Part 1)He looks at me, holding tears, And he can't set his eyes off mine. After counting days in fears That this moment will not come. He says violin w...

Little Mary Bottle : Part 3And so the little boy from across town also preened and primped. He smoothed his unruly hair and brushed his teeth till they were as white as white co...

~~???~~Saw my sons facebook page status update this morning..... I tried to be a good mom.. I got away from the abuse I thought in time.. I just screwed up b...

SHIRLEY MY LOVEthe love that passed me by for I didn't know she loved me until she started to cry! I just found out that my beautiful childhood sweetheart has passed...

dune and dawn of an islandinstant love fragrance......

WordsSome words let you in. Some words shut you out. Others build an icy wall between, frozen block upon frozen block— not unkind, simply formidable—...

"My Poppy's Red Sugar Beets"When I was child I would stay with my grandparents on my mothers side of the family. My grandmother was Lithuanian and my grandfather was Sicilian....

Christmaschristmas...

Salt On A Birds TailThere is an old story and it's likely not true, but I am still going to share it with you. You see the old story went that if you wanted to catch...

Silent shame.This poem is about s*xual abuse in childhood years, those who are affected by such an appalling crime are isolated with undying shame, albeit a non wi...

"Annie"I was never to see Annie again although I always looked for her whenever we went to the beach. I would write her little love letters and ask my fat...

GeraldineI remember, when I was about five, being bullied, I remember, Geraldine, like a saviour, came to save me, I was about five, she was only about eight,,...

Why do you read my poemsAre you a vouyer to my past To read my words From my lifes journey On my journey of life's toil To find my hidden sole my life You read with...

The soul of the moonHave always felt the pull of the moon. Inspired by Johns poem...

Ice in my veinsIce in my veins and tears that poke I feel it still from the words that you spoke Shivering on the frozen ground My pounding heart, I hear every so...

My Dear SonMy dear son, My life, my love, my sun! I cried with joy The day when you was born I work alot For you to have your wants I don't sleep Wh...

return to innocenceInnocence, What a beautiful gift. It can never be destroyed. I lost mine a long time ago. Or so I thought. But I found it again. It was...

Mom on the Streetturns another corner of tables and tricks, chasing alley dreams of drinks and fix; another john hustle, smile and wink- my, how your boy has...

Ode To NoahMy first poem. I was 13yrs old. I hadn't had a Christian experience yet, but our Mother taught us Bible stories. One night she told the story of Noah...

comfortHey little child, let me hold You near, Close to me, because of your fears. let me kiss those tears, that are caused by Pain, Not by your weak...

"this has no title"This I coined when all of my Best friends were stoned on "The rock", When I was about 15...And upon the rock there was a small stream that cut out a c...

Darkest rose in the gardenI stand alone I fight away the weed that grew up with me It wraps around me tight Don’t let go... day or night No matter how I try, I’m too weak t...

BoyhoodHe balances himself on that narrow limb as the creek rushes beneath his feet He's a warrior in this mighty jungle and who knows what foes he'll m...

School haikuI took Hannah to school today and watched the bus drivers release the children to start their day.. some children hopped and skipped in happy to be ba...

Dear Mum,Read and cast your honest opinions :)...

An artificail beautiful lady every man wantsAncient Fairytale and belief...

The hopeYe poem un logo ko, jinhone aage badhna band kar diya hai. Aur khud ko niche mehsoos karte hain. Unhe aasha aur hausle ki nayi roshni me laati hai.....

NostalgiaI really want to do all this.........

The ChildI saw an ad by Sense which so moved me, they were asking for a one off £3 payment to buy sensory toys, I donated this poem to them to use in any way t...