These Dark For Kids poems are examples of For Kids poems about Dark. These are the best examples of Dark For Kids poems written by international PoetrySoup poets
E-Z Glo Punk, Lightning Flash,
TNT Devices will burst, do crash
Southern Night, Piccolo Petes
are hard to beat...
I like hand held Sparklers, Tanks
flashing fountains, Solar Flare
Six to #20 Gold I have to share,
no incidence, no burns, thanks...
Whistles blow, fountains glow,
pop'n sounds, entire sky all aglow
I love those colors, high an low
trails eched onto my retina
inspired me to let ya know
Now you close both eyes
in pitch dark, what a surprise
for you to see, right there
darkness, absolutely anywhere
beautiful trails of lights in motion
"Always read a label of caution"
I could see auras
Blotched on the walls before me
Around human heads
I could see colors
Floating around head gaily
Like precious halos
I could smell - 1st sense
I could taste - 2nd sense
I could see - 3rd sense
I could feel - 4th sense
I could touch - 5th sense
I could sense (intuition) - 6th sense
Guess my seventh sense?
If you don't, that proves that your dense!
Get the hint?
If you do, here's a cookie!
You get it?
If you don't, shame on you...
Shame to you,
dude or lady!
Really now? Really?
I could sense
When someone is ill...
Or when someone is sad...
When things go wrong...be still !
I could sense that you're mad...
I'm seventh sense
Can you guess my 7th sense?
*hint* hint* Read the first 6 lines!
It's not that complicated!
I know a little dog.
His name is Smilin’ Jack.
He is white all over,
But his right eye… it is black.
For sure, he’s not a big dog;
But much more than a mite.
He’s very sweet; but, for a friend,
He won’t hesitate to stand and fight.
And you should see him in the park
Where all the children play…
So much love for one pup to give
Each and every day.
He has such a personality,
Like no dog I’ve ever known;
But I’ve not seen him for several days,
And I’m afraid he’s gone.
Smilin’ Jack, he has no master;
Tho’ I count him my best friend.
I’m so concerned he may have met
His untimely end.
So, I walk the streets and call,
“Smilin’ Jack, where can you be?
I need to see your happy face
Smilin’ back at me”.
I turn and look at every bark.
I’m alert to every cry.
The thought of losin’ Smilin’ Jack
Brings tears to my eyes.
Oh, my lonely heart is heavy.
It’s rainin’ now, the sky is black.
I’m hopin’ that he’ll be alright
And prayin’ he’ll come back.
As I trudge the squeaky stairs
Up to my lonely flat,
I hear a bit of sympathy
In the meows of my neighbor’s cat.
My door is shadowed by my gloom,
But there stands Smilin’ Jack.
He's wet and cold and now I'm cryin’.
My best friend has come back.