Richard Lamoureux Poet Free verse

Tethered To My Happy

My inner child
That silly self
My mischievous one
The one, who tethers me to my happy

I languish in his joyfulness
He sprinkles stardust in my eyes
I laugh with his exuberance
He says what he thinks
His is the voice of my honesty
Sure, sometimes he gets me in trouble 
Occasionally, bursting a bubble
Yet with him, my world is double

He knows how to have fun
I'm getting older but together we run
He sees no limits 
So neither do I
He's the reason, I want to try
His imagination, helps me fly

So, I thank my inner child
My portal to happy, my source of wild
He is the very essence of me
The truer part, who sets me free
He does not think, he let's me be

So if you see, a glimmer in my eye
It's most likely, my little guy
He'd love to meet your inner child 
The one who's happy, a little wild
Together they have games to play
Don't keep him or her
Locked away


This poem was inspired by a comment I left for Michael Clarke.
Check out his work he is a talented poet.

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Roger Horsch January 16, 2014 at 6:27 PM You wrote this poem so well Richard, I read it two times because I liked it so much. A fun topic to write about....Roger Richard Lamoureux January 16, 2014 at 6:48 PM I had fun writing it Roger. Thanks again!

Kelly Deschler January 15, 2014 at 3:49 PM I am very close to my inner child, too, and I'm not sure if I have ever grown up! I loved this poem, Richard, it is fun and so carefree. Wonderful work! You might enjoy reading my poem titled, "A Kid At Heart"...Thank you very much for the kind comments. Richard Lamoureux January 15, 2014 at 6:01 PM My Pleasure Kelly, I will check out your poem.

Painted Hunter January 15, 2014 at 10:33 AM I have to keep a leash on my inner child....he's a nut...haha. Love the idea of this poem. Good stuff, Richard!

Demetrios Trifiatis January 15, 2014 at 5:53 AM A very philosophical analysis of the subconscious which is our primal self and from which the conscious draws all ideas! Beautifully written! A majestic verse of poetry! Richard Lamoureux January 15, 2014 at 8:26 AM Thanks Demetrios, I appreciate your vist as well.

Andrea Dietrich January 14, 2014 at 6:45 PM now this is AWESOME, Richard. and using happy as a noun ROCKS in this kind of creative poetry!!! Love it. Richard Lamoureux January 14, 2014 at 8:02 PM Thanks Andrea, I'm pleased you like it.

Jack Jordan January 14, 2014 at 6:04 PM The inner chid... the topic of many hours of therapy. It's wonderful that yours is doing so well... Jack Richard Lamoureux January 14, 2014 at 6:10 PM Hi Jack, for the most part he is well adjusted just a we bit neurotic.

Poet Tacito January 14, 2014 at 6:03 PM Absolutely wonderful! Cherishing the good around us...this is how it should be. Excellent. Richard Lamoureux January 14, 2014 at 6:11 PM Hi Drake, fortunately there is much to be cherished.

Shadow Hamilton January 14, 2014 at 12:15 PM Rick marvelous pen very inspiring write Shadow x smile hug Richard Lamoureux January 14, 2014 at 4:32 PM Thanks Shadow a hug and smile back to you.

Eileen Manassian January 14, 2014 at 9:18 AM Hmmmmmmmmm...........wonderful, Richard..........Yes, my inner child would like to make your acquaintance.......actually, she is will me all the time and sometimes......steals the show from me. HA HA! Lovely! Eileen Manassian January 14, 2014 at 9:40 AM Yes, of course she has...........long time ago! :) Richard Lamoureux January 14, 2014 at 9:23 AM I thought she had already. Have a great day Eileen.

Monterey Sirak January 14, 2014 at 8:00 AM Love it! We must keep the joyful abandon of youth alive. I heard somewhere that we don't give up our toys because we grew old, we grew old because we gave up our toys. And it is so true. Richard Lamoureux January 14, 2014 at 8:13 AM I agree Monterey. A big child like hug for you and your inner child.

Ilene Bauer January 13, 2014 at 9:20 PM great title for a wonderful poem! i love the way you've described your inner child here and thoroughly enjoyed reading this... Richard Lamoureux January 14, 2014 at 7:41 AM Thanks ilene, I think when we lose the ability to play is when we really start to age.

John Beam January 13, 2014 at 7:13 PM Thanks for sharing enjoyed reading. Be a child while you can if not be a man Richard Lamoureux January 13, 2014 at 7:14 PM I like your humour John. Richard Lamoureux January 13, 2014 at 7:13 PM Thanks Cheri, good luck with your computer.

Cherl Dunn January 13, 2014 at 5:17 PM Thank you for your wonderful comments tonight i will stay on the roll as you say hopefully lol enjoyed reading about your inner child also. i have to make my comments short i am getting my computer worked on tonight. cheri Richard Lamoureux January 13, 2014 at 7:14 PM See message above.

Joe Flach January 13, 2014 at 4:50 PM Love it Richard! In particular, I think the title itself is brilliant and perfect for this poem. Sometimes, I think my inner-child takes over completely and has me tethered to his happy! I enjoyed reading this poem and - in my minds eye - that is what poetry is meant to be ... enjoyed. Thanks for sharing. Joe Richard Lamoureux January 13, 2014 at 4:52 PM What a great comment Joe, a big thanks!

Ken Carroll January 13, 2014 at 2:33 PM Hi Richard, We always have that child ego within us..We should embrace it.. Ken Richard Lamoureux January 13, 2014 at 2:40 PM Thanks for the visit Ken.

Cecilia Macfarlane January 13, 2014 at 1:55 PM Rick, what a sweet and delightful write. All of us would be more happy if we set our inner child free more often. Your poem made me smile. Hugs Richard Lamoureux January 13, 2014 at 2:05 PM Glad to make you smile Cecilia.

Charmaine Chircop January 13, 2014 at 11:26 AM I'm adding it to my favs Richard...My inner child seems to be lost today but reading this post I'm sure She'll get back andplay : ) Richard Lamoureux January 13, 2014 at 11:37 AM You honor me Charmaine, thanks for coming back and reading my finished poem.

Charmaine Chircop January 13, 2014 at 8:48 AM May your inner child be free for many years....cause its the best quality of each being... Lovely...lovely!!!: )