Charmaine Chircop Poet Free verse

The Inner Child

I don't want to be your sister

I don't want to be your mother

I don't want to be your wife

nor your mistress or a lover

I want to be the child

you birth on a wombless night

Sucking on your needless thoughts

Playing hopscotch in your mind

Building castles in your hand

take your footseps above the sand

I want to be the child

you birth on a wombless night

Your burnt sugar,Crystallize

Pour it across your sterile smile

till it sparkles in your eyes

Make you play games

grownups wish but never do

'Hide and seek,Catch-you're it

Pillow-fights, and Mr. Who'

I want to be the child

you birth on a wombless night

Make you soar where the winds blow

Reach the kite within your soul

I would camp inside your heart

Let our rhytmic beats impart

I would breathe inside your life

Bring the sun,and end your strife

I want to be the one

I want to be the inner child

which kiss your lips  with bliss

and in your joys,reside

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Ryan Farmer October 24, 2015 at 1:26 PM Super Duper Extraditiously superb a true artist

Tim Smith August 6, 2015 at 6:47 PM Rereading this beauty.....Can that child come out and play?

David Waldrop February 6, 2015 at 5:46 PM I really enjoyed this poem.

Richard Lamoureux January 10, 2015 at 9:00 AM I enjoyed reading this one again.

Kevin Leake December 10, 2014 at 6:24 AM This is truly beautiful Charmaine, Isn't it a shame that people get so tangled up with their life's that they forget the all the laughter and little things that their inner child can bring!!!! Bless you Kevin

Britt Rose November 17, 2014 at 10:02 PM This Hits home for me and i really thank you for sharing this.

Cherl Dunn November 4, 2014 at 10:07 AM Oh I know very well the cries of the inner child of innocence my dear friend. It's a hurtful thing to take away or not acknology a young child, it's emotionally pain that you cannot forgive or forget. But it's great to get it out because holding it in can be worse take my word for it, great job on expressing yourself, cheri

Demetrios Trifiatis November 3, 2014 at 12:49 AM Who could resist the plea of an innocent, charming child sang in this masterful way? A seven from me dear, Charmaine!

Justin Bordner November 2, 2014 at 8:12 PM Your the perfect child woman Charma, and are surely a playful lover. I believe the best companion finds amazing and natural ways to reawaken the slumbering youth in us, encouraging fascination and competitive joy. "I would camp inside your heart..." I love that idea, this poem makes me so happy Charma, I must FAV. it...J.A.B.

Connie Marcum Wong November 2, 2014 at 7:27 PM Charismatic compassion exudes from this masterful piece. Poignant yet inspiring!#7

Debbie Guzzi November 2, 2014 at 7:24 PM very dear, little one, as you surely are. Hope you and the wee one are well? Light & Love

Dennis Rarick November 2, 2014 at 6:05 PM Charmine, I just love the way this poem makes me feel. Thanks for filling my mind with beautiful images. Thanks for sharing it. HUG :) Dennis

Dan Helppi November 1, 2014 at 10:02 PM Charmaine, great poem. I think of Dr. Seuss as I do of you.

Eve Roper November 1, 2014 at 9:01 PM Beautiful write Charmaine, love eve

James Marshall Goff November 1, 2014 at 7:24 PM Very deep, Char, cool ending...jimbo

Maurice Yvonne November 1, 2014 at 7:09 PM Char going to fav this one.

Sandip Goswami November 1, 2014 at 3:48 PM Super....Super...Super...Yes, every great poem is the inner child of conscious readers...Best to you dear sister...

David Meade November 1, 2014 at 12:02 PM Your poem is the needed surgery of a stone heart -- giving new life to a hard and scared heart . . . I need this child-like wonderment in my heart. Thank-you for sharing.

Liam Mcdaid November 1, 2014 at 10:23 AM outstanding vision so much peace in such an amazing gift so pure full of deep beauty charmaine outstanding piece of writing golden pen dear friend

Richard Lamoureux November 1, 2014 at 8:52 AM Exceptional! 77777777777! Favorite!

Tim Smith November 1, 2014 at 7:32 AM Happy and carefree...What a terrific way to describe your feelings....I love the lightness and playfulness...go hide, I'll count and then come find you.....hugs Tim

Jasmine Cruz November 1, 2014 at 6:50 AM very good Charmaine. I loved the last line. thanks for this poem