childrens poetry

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

Brave Little Girl
That’s my little daughter, now months away from turning six, but in that above photo, she was just two years and nine months.
By Seema Patel7 months ago in Poets
When Life Blocks Your Words, Punch Back with Poetry
Have you ever felt like life just steals your creativity? That’s been me lately. Bills stacking up, endless work calls, family stuff, and somehow, my brain just… shuts down. The words I used to love pouring out now feel stuck, like they’re trapped behind an invisible wall.
By Shafi Ullah Darwesh7 months ago in Poets
Poem - Earth's Frozen Tears
Earth’s Frozen Tears: A Wake-Up Call Written in Melting Ice. In northern silence, where white winds roam, Lies Earth’s pale sorrow, its ice-bound home.
By Jacky Kapadia7 months ago in Poets
A Little Morning Snack
I am but a little bit of fluff on the wind, Fast and fleet footed I am when life holds by a tread. If anything were too sudden I'd very quickly be pinned,
By Toby Heward7 months ago in Poets
We Count the Names, Not the Numbers
We Count the Names, Not the Numbers (by Hammad Khan) They will say it was too complex. They will argue over maps. They will talk in past tense,
By hammad khan7 months ago in Poets
Where Children Still Dream: A Poem for gaza
Where Children Still Dream (by Hammad Khan) Somewhere in a city wrapped in dust, A little boy still traces stars with his finger.
By hammad khan7 months ago in Poets
A King I Once Was
A king I once was in my younger years, Now I'm just old with memories of peoples fears. I roamed the land both far and wide,
By Toby Heward7 months ago in Poets
Sitting in a Flower Garden
Flowers a day bring sunshine and play, beauty abounds wherever you say. Pretty and colorful with shades of all kinds, plays a picture in all of our minds.
By Toby Heward7 months ago in Poets
Transcorporeal
Electric rocks hallucinating in vain To further the destruction of the primate brain The veils of reality being burned To turn the world into a paradise of false profits
By Atomic Historian7 months ago in Poets
Raid a Thousand Strong
We scamper beneath the withered grass, thousands we number and swarm amass. We trudge onward to territories unknown, hoping for bounties splendidly grown.
By Toby Heward7 months ago in Poets
POEM - Gathered Radiance
Not the singular, blinding lance of noon, That stabs the eye and bleaches stone to bone, But something softer, deeper, whispered soon
By Jacky Kapadia7 months ago in Poets
Shimmer
Cascades of fire traverse miles of disturbed sea, leaping through white caps, trying to outrun the Sun. Shimmering flecks of amber reds, glittering golds and blinding whites
By Madison "Maddy" Newton7 months ago in Poets