Poems About Children Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about children published by members recently online.
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
6th Apr 2022 8:33am
6th Apr 2022 8:33am
POEM INSPIRED BY 'A MOTHER'S HAPPY CRIES'
#children
#sex
#erotic #rhyming
#erotic #rhyming
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Solomon_Song
Poem Published
6th Apr 2022 8:33am
6th Apr 2022 8:33am
POEM INSPIRED BY 'A MOTHER'S HAPPY CRIES'
#children
#sex
#erotic #rhyming
#erotic #rhyming
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Solomon_Song
Poem Published
6th Apr 2022 8:33am
6th Apr 2022 8:33am
POEM INSPIRED BY 'A MOTHER'S HAPPY CRIES'
#children
#sex
#erotic #rhyming
#erotic #rhyming
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Solomon_Song
Poem Published
6th Apr 2022 8:33am
6th Apr 2022 8:33am
POEM INSPIRED BY 'A MOTHER'S HAPPY CRIES'
#children
#sex
#erotic #rhyming
#erotic #rhyming
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
7th Apr 2025 3:37am
7th Apr 2025 3:37am
Heartstrings Can Be Troublesome Things
It’s the innocence about the times that I miss most
The way they used to look up
The little voices pulling at the heart
When I used to drive by that church on Washington
There was a moon at the top of the steeple
His little voice would cry out “the moon daddy, the moon”
There was some comfort in hearing that
Yet I knew deep down inside as time would go by
All that would fade away
But that was years ago…
It was as we walked through the museum
That his silence pierced through me
His indifference growing
That...
The way they used to look up
The little voices pulling at the heart
When I used to drive by that church on Washington
There was a moon at the top of the steeple
His little voice would cry out “the moon daddy, the moon”
There was some comfort in hearing that
Yet I knew deep down inside as time would go by
All that would fade away
But that was years ago…
It was as we walked through the museum
That his silence pierced through me
His indifference growing
That...
#children
#fatherhood
#forgiveness #TimeHeals
#forgiveness #TimeHeals
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
7th Apr 2025 3:37am
7th Apr 2025 3:37am
Heartstrings Can Be Troublesome Things
It’s the innocence about the times that I miss most
The way they used to look up
The little voices pulling at the heart
When I used to drive by that church on Washington
There was a moon at the top of the steeple
His little voice would cry out “the moon daddy, the moon”
There was some comfort in hearing that
Yet I knew deep down inside as time would go by
All that would fade away
But that was years ago…
It was as we walked through the museum
That his silence pierced through me
His indifference growing
That...
The way they used to look up
The little voices pulling at the heart
When I used to drive by that church on Washington
There was a moon at the top of the steeple
His little voice would cry out “the moon daddy, the moon”
There was some comfort in hearing that
Yet I knew deep down inside as time would go by
All that would fade away
But that was years ago…
It was as we walked through the museum
That his silence pierced through me
His indifference growing
That...
#children
#fatherhood
#forgiveness #TimeHeals
#forgiveness #TimeHeals
44 reads
1 Comment
wallyroo92
Poem Published
7th Apr 2025 3:37am
7th Apr 2025 3:37am
Heartstrings Can Be Troublesome Things
It’s the innocence about the times that I miss most
The way they used to look up
The little voices pulling at the heart
When I used to drive by that church on Washington
There was a moon at the top of the steeple
His little voice would cry out “the moon daddy, the moon”
There was some comfort in hearing that
Yet I knew deep down inside as time would go by
All that would fade away
But that was years ago…
It was as we walked through the museum
That his silence pierced through me
His indifference growing
That...
The way they used to look up
The little voices pulling at the heart
When I used to drive by that church on Washington
There was a moon at the top of the steeple
His little voice would cry out “the moon daddy, the moon”
There was some comfort in hearing that
Yet I knew deep down inside as time would go by
All that would fade away
But that was years ago…
It was as we walked through the museum
That his silence pierced through me
His indifference growing
That...
#children
#fatherhood
#forgiveness #TimeHeals
#forgiveness #TimeHeals
44 reads
1 Comment
wallyroo92
Poem Published
7th Apr 2025 3:37am
7th Apr 2025 3:37am
Heartstrings Can Be Troublesome Things
It’s the innocence about the times that I miss most
The way they used to look up
The little voices pulling at the heart
When I used to drive by that church on Washington
There was a moon at the top of the steeple
His little voice would cry out “the moon daddy, the moon”
There was some comfort in hearing that
Yet I knew deep down inside as time would go by
All that would fade away
But that was years ago…
It was as we walked through the museum
That his silence pierced through me
His indifference growing
That...
The way they used to look up
The little voices pulling at the heart
When I used to drive by that church on Washington
There was a moon at the top of the steeple
His little voice would cry out “the moon daddy, the moon”
There was some comfort in hearing that
Yet I knew deep down inside as time would go by
All that would fade away
But that was years ago…
It was as we walked through the museum
That his silence pierced through me
His indifference growing
That...
#children
#fatherhood
#forgiveness #TimeHeals
#forgiveness #TimeHeals
44 reads
1 Comment
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
5th Jul 2023 00:15am
5th Jul 2023 00:15am
Fern ii
Fern ii
To know her
is to know layers of ocean
in ways you didn't before,
to identify moths by eyes,
to grow lychnis for dye,
to speak
in half-learnt sign,
to orchestrate jumble sales,
learn to paper-craft,
watercolour,
pastel,
bake
in ways that you didn't before,
to take succulent cuttings by Sunday,
pick apart ways to tolerate change,
to apologise,
to take responsibility,
to rearrange,
to distance,
to organise
sections until puzzles make sense,
to know her is to understand
love...
To know her
is to know layers of ocean
in ways you didn't before,
to identify moths by eyes,
to grow lychnis for dye,
to speak
in half-learnt sign,
to orchestrate jumble sales,
learn to paper-craft,
watercolour,
pastel,
bake
in ways that you didn't before,
to take succulent cuttings by Sunday,
pick apart ways to tolerate change,
to apologise,
to take responsibility,
to rearrange,
to distance,
to organise
sections until puzzles make sense,
to know her is to understand
love...
#love
#children
#nature
269 reads
1 Comment
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
5th Jul 2023 00:15am
5th Jul 2023 00:15am
Fern ii
Fern ii
To know her
is to know layers of ocean
in ways you didn't before,
to identify moths by eyes,
to grow lychnis for dye,
to speak
in half-learnt sign,
to orchestrate jumble sales,
learn to paper-craft,
watercolour,
pastel,
bake
in ways that you didn't before,
to take succulent cuttings by Sunday,
pick apart ways to tolerate change,
to apologise,
to take responsibility,
to rearrange,
to distance,
to organise
sections until puzzles make sense,
to know her is to understand
love...
To know her
is to know layers of ocean
in ways you didn't before,
to identify moths by eyes,
to grow lychnis for dye,
to speak
in half-learnt sign,
to orchestrate jumble sales,
learn to paper-craft,
watercolour,
pastel,
bake
in ways that you didn't before,
to take succulent cuttings by Sunday,
pick apart ways to tolerate change,
to apologise,
to take responsibility,
to rearrange,
to distance,
to organise
sections until puzzles make sense,
to know her is to understand
love...
#love
#children
#nature
269 reads
1 Comment
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
5th Jul 2023 00:15am
5th Jul 2023 00:15am
Fern ii
Fern ii
To know her
is to know layers of ocean
in ways you didn't before,
to identify moths by eyes,
to grow lychnis for dye,
to speak
in half-learnt sign,
to orchestrate jumble sales,
learn to paper-craft,
watercolour,
pastel,
bake
in ways that you didn't before,
to take succulent cuttings by Sunday,
pick apart ways to tolerate change,
to apologise,
to take responsibility,
to rearrange,
to distance,
to organise
sections until puzzles make sense,
to know her is to understand
love...
To know her
is to know layers of ocean
in ways you didn't before,
to identify moths by eyes,
to grow lychnis for dye,
to speak
in half-learnt sign,
to orchestrate jumble sales,
learn to paper-craft,
watercolour,
pastel,
bake
in ways that you didn't before,
to take succulent cuttings by Sunday,
pick apart ways to tolerate change,
to apologise,
to take responsibility,
to rearrange,
to distance,
to organise
sections until puzzles make sense,
to know her is to understand
love...
#love
#children
#nature
269 reads
1 Comment
goldenmyst
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 00:56am
3rd Apr 2025 00:56am
The Discovery of Coffee
The Discovery of Coffee
Her spirit was first made flesh
before the fall of Atlantis
in the ancient coffee forests
of the Ethiopian plateau
where she was the first
to find out that the bean
was more than something
picked by children for fun
And she was the one of those kids
Who gathered magic beans for play
Only to learn that they made much more
Than a basket full of pretty seeds
But when dropped in a pot
Held over a fire
Became a...
Her spirit was first made flesh
before the fall of Atlantis
in the ancient coffee forests
of the Ethiopian plateau
where she was the first
to find out that the bean
was more than something
picked by children for fun
And she was the one of those kids
Who gathered magic beans for play
Only to learn that they made much more
Than a basket full of pretty seeds
But when dropped in a pot
Held over a fire
Became a...
#Africa
#children
#coffee #historical
#coffee #historical
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