childrens poetry

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

Muscles are no good against the cockroach
Tom is a gym buff, but his muscles are one big bluff. When the cockroach appears, he screams out in tears. Turning into a big guff.
By AGB3 years ago in Poets
Poem on Life Challenging Thoughts
Assembling an array of words, All accentuating an aspect absurd, Astonishing all as an affable absurdity, An artful assembly of alphabetical acuity.
By Vikas Mishra3 years ago in Poets
Ship sails
Sailors set sail on a sunny day, Sailing through seas, so far away, Seagulls soar and sing their song, Saltwater splashes all day long.
By Sathish Raj 3 years ago in Poets
Amazingly Alliterated Alphabet
Alluring Aromas, Apples Abound Astonishingly Artistic, Amazingly Astound Awe-Inspiring Aura, Admiringly Adore Alliteration's Articulation, Absolutely Adorn
By Arivu3 years ago in Poets
An Alliterative Adventure through the Alphabet
Amazingly alluring, an artistic adventure, All alone, aching for an avenue to adventure, Ascending above, admiring the awe-inspiring view,
By Arivu3 years ago in Poets
Ludacris
Ludacris ladies love liver. Letting liver leave untouched is loathsome. Lack of limber liver let’s linger a lie on land that leaves ladies in the lurch. Lucid ladies like letting liver and lime enter their large intestine while loftily looming over laundry. It’s a lucky leisure that gives them leverage when living in a loft. Lecturing Lester on liver let’s ladies live longer while lusting for livers lively love. Ladies leaning on liver for lean life live a longer, lengthier life. Lessons learned is ladies live for and love liver. Lean liver lives in the lives of many ladies, so let the latitude of liver deliver life and love!
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Poets
Trapeze Artist
For years upon years did I train Most people, they called me insane I could fly through the air With naught but a care But now I must walk with a cane
By Ryan Giese3 years ago in Poets
Last Place I'd Look
I looked in my closet and under my bed Got so far as to go and look out in the shed "Have you seen my hat?" I asked my friend, Pat
By Ryan Giese3 years ago in Poets
"The Aardvark's Aquatic Adventure"
Aardvark ambles across the avenue Astonished, a bystander observes Alighting, the animal abides Awaiting its aqueous appeal
By Reality Talker3 years ago in Poets
Baby Boy
Bouncing baby boy, bright-eyed and bold Born to be brave, full of stories untold Bawling and babbling, building his mold
By lixia3 years ago in Poets
Spam
There once was a man named Sam, Whose emails all seemed like scams, Cried, "What should I do," Then had a breakthrough,
By A. L. Winston3 years ago in Poets
THE GIRL
There once was a girl with a grin Whose dimples would pop when she'd grin. Her hair was so bright. It glowed in the night.
By lixia3 years ago in Poets