childrens poetry

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

Neurotic Nurse
No nonsense nurse Nicky numerous natural notions Nurses need nothing Nervous never Never non-nutritious No Nestle's
By Antoinette L Brey3 years ago in Poets
The Magic of Childhood
There's a magic in childhood, so pure and bright, A world of wonder, that's free of fright. It's a place of innocence, where dreams take flight,
By VocalVibes3 years ago in Poets
The Joy of Laughter
There's a magic in the world, that's often unseen, A force that's more powerful, than we could ever dream. It's the sound of laughter, that fills the air,
By VocalVibes3 years ago in Poets
Mama & Baby
So strange so true, I confess all of these feelings are uncomfortable and brand new I would do anything for you, I would give you the moon and all of the stars in the sky,I would give you my still beating heart if you needed it, alas in a few short years, your greatest need of me will be through
By Alicia Anspaugh3 years ago in Poets
I Know an Old Lady
An old lady eating her pie Accidentally swallowed a fly! She started to rant, Then recalled her late aunt -- And just washed it down with a Mai Tai.
By Sonia Heidi Unruh3 years ago in Poets
Cat Lady
There was one a woman named Amy, Whom everyone thought was crazy. She never left home, Her cats left to roam. But really she was just lazy.
By Sara Cripps3 years ago in Poets
The Rain
I wish the rain would wash away, All the pain, I feel today. If I don't weep, I will not sleep, Rain, go away.- AK
By Adrianne Kirksey3 years ago in Poets
Cocoa Dreams
Chocolate, oh how sweet and rich, Creamy cocoa, my heart's pitch. Candy bars and truffles galore, Craving more and more and more.
By Gopikrishna3 years ago in Poets
The Light
Someone turn on the light! So we can light, the night! How can we be, If we can't see Everything will be alright! -AK
By Adrianne Kirksey3 years ago in Poets
A Mom's Day
There once was a woman from San Diego, Who couldn't figure out where did her day go, Could it have been taken by kid one, two, or three?
By Maritza McEvoy3 years ago in Poets
To Be or
Today I had to put down the chips And stop doing so many flips I have to figure out my career And understand retirement I fear
By Viv C3 years ago in Poets
The Beanstalk
A young fellow named Jack was quite keen, To sell off his cow for a bean. He climbed the stalk high, A giant he'd spy, And now he's a hero, unforeseen!
By M Dannenfelser3 years ago in Poets