Childhood Poems
#childhood
Poems about childhood memories. A range of happy and painful recollections of childhood, upbringing and family, on the journey from birth to adolescence.
cabcool
Poem Published
Today 3:17am
Today 3:17am
the coming of age of innocence
i came pristine
from salt lake city
swathed and swaddled
upon my mother's breast
knowing not life was a test
my tongue was clean
truth craved no pity
while i toddled
in youthful innocence
owing life no recompense
my first lie told
me at my second
celebration
of liberty on earth
...
from salt lake city
swathed and swaddled
upon my mother's breast
knowing not life was a test
my tongue was clean
truth craved no pity
while i toddled
in youthful innocence
owing life no recompense
my first lie told
me at my second
celebration
of liberty on earth
...
#childhood
#rebirth
#honesty
#evolution
#SelfDiscovery
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LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
17th Oct 2021 12:12pm
17th Oct 2021 12:12pm
Smitten by Nostalgia (Childhood Friends)
We were childhood acquaintances surprised to find ourselves reunited on a camping trip with friends. Her name was Cynthia, the baby sister, petite and sweet. Her brothers and I had a meal together at her house, and I remember laughing as she pranced through the kitchen, sampling the soup and returning the spoon to the pot. Her skin was dark, and her frame was thin. Twelve years and one short marriage later, I couldn’t help noticing in the firelight that her frame was curvier now, though still slender.
Stories drifted into the night until only Cynthia and I remained by fading...
Stories drifted into the night until only Cynthia and I remained by fading...
#love
#childhood
#friendship
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jessica_orr
Jessica Orr
Jessica Orr
Poem Published
14th Oct 2021 2:05am
14th Oct 2021 2:05am
blur of color
the only way is
remembering the tail end
of the comet in her;
it flew close and joy
and it loves the sizzle.
memory closes the gap
between stars and shoelaces;
I tied the bear of it;
so many summer and woods
and catching frogs-
she was the charge.
there is the blur of yourself
mixing the colors of thoughts
of days, of years in
the space of glowing wonder,
of the shooting grin
of first kiss.
remembering the tail end
of the comet in her;
it flew close and joy
and it loves the sizzle.
memory closes the gap
between stars and shoelaces;
I tied the bear of it;
so many summer and woods
and catching frogs-
she was the charge.
there is the blur of yourself
mixing the colors of thoughts
of days, of years in
the space of glowing wonder,
of the shooting grin
of first kiss.
#childhood
#memories
#FallingInLove
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
13th Oct 2021 3:44am
13th Oct 2021 3:44am
DreamKillers
Share a word of love with your friends
Share a word of love with your friends
If you have a little friend
Shake hands with her or him
Share a word of love with your friends"
But who am I
I stand alone
From conception til now
I stand alone
Sucking on bones
To fight off hunger
There's a scythe swinging to and forth
And it has my number
Staring at the ceiling I can see each one of them
Children circling a tree reciting a hymn
Off in the distance away from the tree
I see one alone, I...
Share a word of love with your friends
If you have a little friend
Shake hands with her or him
Share a word of love with your friends"
But who am I
I stand alone
From conception til now
I stand alone
Sucking on bones
To fight off hunger
There's a scythe swinging to and forth
And it has my number
Staring at the ceiling I can see each one of them
Children circling a tree reciting a hymn
Off in the distance away from the tree
I see one alone, I...
#children
#childhood
#LifeStruggles
#humankind
#LifeCycle
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AspergerPoet56
Bumped 11th Oct 2021 11:58pm
4th Jun 2019 6:18pm
4th Jun 2019 6:18pm
Clasping Memories
I clasped
Onto my memories
As if they where the only thing of value
A favourite broken toy
I couldn’t discard
Played with them like a child
Rebuilding a world
Where I could smile again
A sweet innocence I thought had died
Now rekindled a reborn flame
Often wondered where he went
As the years rolled on
His playfulness faded
But he held on to my shadow
Hoping I would remember him
I clasp these memories tight
For in them is me
The true me
The little boy who never gave up ...
Onto my memories
As if they where the only thing of value
A favourite broken toy
I couldn’t discard
Played with them like a child
Rebuilding a world
Where I could smile again
A sweet innocence I thought had died
Now rekindled a reborn flame
Often wondered where he went
As the years rolled on
His playfulness faded
But he held on to my shadow
Hoping I would remember him
I clasp these memories tight
For in them is me
The true me
The little boy who never gave up ...
#childhood
#inspirational
#memories
356 reads
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Wornwolf
Poem Published
8th Oct 2021 9:11am
8th Oct 2021 9:11am
My life
Once upon a time, I was the little girl
I was left alone to deal with things,
Things that were to agressive for me to handle.
They tore me down, beat and abuse me, the little girl, so I had to grow up thinking no one would ever truly help, appreciate, or love me.
I know I should have called my family home
But I always had to take care of those,
Who done nothing but abuse me,
I should think of parents as protectors,
But this little girl was tore down,
Forced to make herself her own protector.
I had to shut down in order to survive, ...
I was left alone to deal with things,
Things that were to agressive for me to handle.
They tore me down, beat and abuse me, the little girl, so I had to grow up thinking no one would ever truly help, appreciate, or love me.
I know I should have called my family home
But I always had to take care of those,
Who done nothing but abuse me,
I should think of parents as protectors,
But this little girl was tore down,
Forced to make herself her own protector.
I had to shut down in order to survive, ...
#dark
#relationships
#childhood
#abuse
#LifeStruggles
100 reads
6 Comments
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
8th Oct 2021 00:22am
8th Oct 2021 00:22am
She's going out
You wipe lipstick
off your teeth
with a finger dipped in gin
I watch ash confetti
fall into the hearth
from your cigarette
as you lean forward
and slide on a red shoe
you spit polished clean.
You smooth yourself thin
by breathing in
the mirror above the mantle piece,
your mouth holds a smile
but your reflection won't let
it be happy,
it falls back too quickly
to anxious.
You'll be alright ?
you ask like a statement
and I sigh and draw out a yes
so you think I...
off your teeth
with a finger dipped in gin
I watch ash confetti
fall into the hearth
from your cigarette
as you lean forward
and slide on a red shoe
you spit polished clean.
You smooth yourself thin
by breathing in
the mirror above the mantle piece,
your mouth holds a smile
but your reflection won't let
it be happy,
it falls back too quickly
to anxious.
You'll be alright ?
you ask like a statement
and I sigh and draw out a yes
so you think I...
#anxiety
#loneliness
#childhood #LifeStruggles
#childhood #LifeStruggles
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Eerie
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2021 9:20pm
2nd Oct 2021 9:20pm
Filament
My worth is woven
with delicate silk strands,
frayed by the vibration
of your words.
with delicate silk strands,
frayed by the vibration
of your words.
#childhood
#minimalist
92 reads
26 Comments
Scarlett_Midwinter
Poem Published
1st Oct 2021 1:43am
1st Oct 2021 1:43am
Rose Petal Wine
Toddling around in ballet shoes
And heart-shaped sunglasses
Drawing in pastel crayon blues
And watching silent goldfish dances
In a big glass bowl
While songs of old
Echo through rose pink walls
Like waterfalls
Drunk on a wine of silk-soft petals
Lavender sachets and French lace
A mild drink for one so little
Just the sight of a rose's face.
And heart-shaped sunglasses
Drawing in pastel crayon blues
And watching silent goldfish dances
In a big glass bowl
While songs of old
Echo through rose pink walls
Like waterfalls
Drunk on a wine of silk-soft petals
Lavender sachets and French lace
A mild drink for one so little
Just the sight of a rose's face.
#childhood
#countryside
#flowers
#music
#dance
29 reads
4 Comments
shad00n
Poem Published
28th Sep 2021 7:23am
28th Sep 2021 7:23am
I Know It's Dumb, but..
I wanted you
to tell me
it's going to be okay.
Instead you made me fear
the death you'll die someday.
I wanted you
to say sorry
when the cops came to my house.
When you pushed me down the stairs.
I watched them escort you out.
I wanted you
to be the one
Who showed up on the bad days
or at the very least
be in the crowd at my school plays.
I wanted you
to be real
like really talk to me.
You are made up of jokes and pointing fingers.
I know there's more to you underneath.
...
to tell me
it's going to be okay.
Instead you made me fear
the death you'll die someday.
I wanted you
to say sorry
when the cops came to my house.
When you pushed me down the stairs.
I watched them escort you out.
I wanted you
to be the one
Who showed up on the bad days
or at the very least
be in the crowd at my school plays.
I wanted you
to be real
like really talk to me.
You are made up of jokes and pointing fingers.
I know there's more to you underneath.
...
#father
#forgiveness
#childhood
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Shinobi
Poem Published
24th Sep 2021 3:18am
24th Sep 2021 3:18am
Tomorrow's Daughter
Tomorrow's daughter
she speaks to rainbows
her head is in the clouds
no her feet don't touch the ground
Tomorrow's daughter
she has tea parties in the closet
whispering poetry to ragdolls
no she never makes a peep or a sound
Tomorrow's daughter
she points toward the sun
her eyes pirouettes around the moon
she can see the wild flowers bloom
Tomorrow's daughter
her friends they sit on step stools
spreading jam on points of toast
she watches the sparrows fly
...
she speaks to rainbows
her head is in the clouds
no her feet don't touch the ground
Tomorrow's daughter
she has tea parties in the closet
whispering poetry to ragdolls
no she never makes a peep or a sound
Tomorrow's daughter
she points toward the sun
her eyes pirouettes around the moon
she can see the wild flowers bloom
Tomorrow's daughter
her friends they sit on step stools
spreading jam on points of toast
she watches the sparrows fly
...
#teens
#childhood
#misunderstood
#daughter
#Autism
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Scarlett_Midwinter
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2021 8:33pm
23rd Sep 2021 8:33pm
Leila
She lived inside the lilac tree
And I'd play with her every day
Leila with purple tail and mane
Neighing melodious pleasantries
Coat a clean pearlescent grey
And hooves for tripping equine play
Single, speckled, freckled horn like white aurora
While lilacs gave off their perfumed aura
But one day Leila went away
Because I'd grown up and grown too wise
Too old for a child's fantasy life
And so Leila stopped coming out to play
And I'd play with her every day
Leila with purple tail and mane
Neighing melodious pleasantries
Coat a clean pearlescent grey
And hooves for tripping equine play
Single, speckled, freckled horn like white aurora
While lilacs gave off their perfumed aura
But one day Leila went away
Because I'd grown up and grown too wise
Too old for a child's fantasy life
And so Leila stopped coming out to play
#childhood
#friendship
#dreams #unicorns
#dreams #unicorns
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2 Comments
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