childrens poetry

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

The Magic of the Forest
In the heart of the forest, deep and green Lies a place that's seldom seen It's a world of magic, beauty and light Filled with wonders that bring delight
By Zenitsu3 years ago in Poets
The Man From Peru
There once was a man from Peru Who was friends with a proud kangaroo Together they hopped and they bounced And not once ever renounced
By Aaron Richmond3 years ago in Poets
The Hen
There was an old hen with a shoe, who danced till her face turned blue. She tripped on a crack, and fell on her back. And now the hen tastes like stew!
By Vikki Head3 years ago in Poets
Music Mayhem
The ace violinist was bowing, The bickering oarsmen were rowing. There is trouble on stage. The violinist is filled with rage.
By Kylecovey Smith3 years ago in Poets
Mom
She Makes Breakfast, gets the kids ready for school, House cleaned, laundry washed but that’s not all she do, Wipes tears, kiss boo boo and gives hugs and play
By Mara Kilifi Scanlon3 years ago in Poets
The Old Man's Teeth
An old man named Keith, Tried to blow out his candles and lost his teeth. His family started to laugh, When the dentures flew in their path,
By Kylecovey Smith3 years ago in Poets
Mutt
There was a young puppy named Petey who was born with four extra feety. Just so's ya knows, that's thirty-six toes— he's half Labrador, half centipedey.
By Marsha Singh3 years ago in Poets
Mutt
There was a young puppy named Petey who was born with four extra feety. Just so's ya knows, that's thirty six toes— he's half Labrador, half centipedey.
By Marsha Singh3 years ago in Poets
Indeedy
There was a young puppy named Petey who was born with four extra feety – just so's ya knows that's thirty-six toes and golly that doggy was speedy.
By Marsha Singh3 years ago in Poets
Lady Shadow Del Mar
It was a beautiful summer day when Lady Shadow Del Mar decided to go for a walk in the park. She loved feeling the sun on her fur and the grass beneath her paws. As she wandered through the pathways, she couldn't help but notice how happy and carefree everyone seemed. Children were laughing and playing, couples were strolling hand in hand, and even the birds seemed to be singing with extra gusto.
By Priestess Ganesa3 years ago in Poets
The Weave of Emotion
The Weave of Emotion: Exploring the Intricate Threads of Feelings and Relationships Amidst the fabric of our lives,
By ahmed zaki3 years ago in Poets
Murder Mittens
My cat is a typical chap Who loves both a scratch and a nap. But in his mind insane, His contentment will wane, And he’ll plunge all his claws in my lap.
By Conor Darrall3 years ago in Poets