childrens poetry

Nostalgia-inducing poetry inspired by our earliest favorites; from Dr. Seuss to Mother Goose, children’s poetry is all grown up.

Phenomena
Listen to the strange harmonica Of this world’s phenomena Feel the shattering feeling of unease As The Scattering tingles all around you
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Black Box
No one listens They just talk That’s why I like my black box They only listen for something to use To abuse you with That’s why I like my black box
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Raising a Glass to Tomorrow: References the line about raising a toast to the future.
In the dawn of a new year, we embrace the unknown, A fresh canvas before us, with stories yet to be sown. The past year, a tapestry of joys and sorrows,
By Kavinda Kusal2 years ago in Poets
The Mountain's Blanket
I love snow Wherever snow is, there is happiness Houses covered in snow, with families celebrating While a relaxing and steady fire heats the house
By Tommaso Bordignon2 years ago in Poets
Nostradamus
Nostradamus is nauseating I wish I was just hating But the closest to this gnosis Is something between hypnosis and psychosis
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Intrusive Thoughts
Intrusive thoughts are usually quickly forgot Unless you’re me Then you write them down For all to see Let them bleed
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
It keeps moving up
It keeps moving up The infinite void of blue that gets interrupted by white I want to get to the end I am sure I will get to the end but
By Tommaso Bordignon2 years ago in Poets
The boundary between the two worlds
The boundary between the two worlds Without you, the worlds would battle Everyone sees you when they are on the paddle You are incredible because you are
By Tommaso Bordignon2 years ago in Poets
Crazy Hair
Miss crazy hair Why do you ask why I stare I’m always looking at the beauty Beneath that crazy hair Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Pretty Little Things
Pretty little things Soft like heather on wings Shifting ever so slightly Hips sashay in the wind Begging you to come in
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
A Novel Poem
How absurd What a novel idea To think that your idea can’t be both What poetic injustice To think we can’t do both What kind of host
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Water
Water conforms to the vessel Contracted It expands to fill every crevice It opens itself to the vessel Over time They wear into each other
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets