Adults Poems

Whispers of Silence

Last night silence spoke,
with fear and with dread,
a language whispered
only in the dark,
spoken by shadows,
heard mainly by kids.

Few adults could hear
what light would not bear
but darkness conveyed—
that language of fear
spoken in silence.

But who taught us
how to speak and hear?
What spirits cannot spit,
yet phantoms cry out,
to our trembling ears.

The night holds its breath,
its secrets confined,
trees bend

Two kid-adults

The star-planet is straight above
Two kid-adults on a trampoline.
Side-by-side they watch the sky
At one a.m. on the months eve
Quietly, they're waiting, staring
As time tosses and turns between
The adult-kids who prep like vets
For the other kid-adult to leave
They lay solemn side-by-side
Distanced by a lack of sleep
They make their vows on satellites 
Shooting stars, and falling wings
Today-tomorrow,

Hiku: Fresh love

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Fountain

This type of poem is called a tricube

3 syllables each line, 3 lines per stanza and 3 stanzas

Fountain


a fountain
in the street
water flows

children splash
play all day
mothers watch

with utmost
elation
life is fun

ODE TO THE YOUNG ADULT CANCER SURVIVOR

I stood at the threshold 
Of a promising life,
Ready to step out bold,
Face challenges and strife.

I wanted to soar,
Like an eagle in the sky.
Eager to conquer more, 
To reach really high. 

One fateful day I awoke, 
To a painful, swollen knee,
In one terrible stroke,
It changed what I was to be.



Multiple hospital trips,
And neverending tests.
Our hearts

'Adults Only'

     Children skip and run
     sing and laugh…

       as if the anvil of humidity
       reaches down to crush the will 

            of adults only

Talk like adults, child-like

When debate gets personal and inflamed,
You cry: 'Why can't you talk like an adult?'
'Why can't you engage in adult conversation,
 without the claptrap, rants and rage with hurls of abuse and name calling?'

But, I wonder if this is really wise.
For out of the mouths of babes big things grow!
Little voices, utter unfiltered truths.
Resplendent in their

Adults, they tell us

Adults, they tell us,
this slow unraveling of innocence into something more akin to survival,
the colors fade, the music dulls,
and the world, once so wild and wide,
narrows into roads lined with expectations and sacrifices.
And in the silence of the evening, when shadows creep along the walls like forgotten whispers,
I think of my childhood, that realm of

it is not always us

We get the blame so very often,
Less life experience they say. 

They think they're so much better than us,
because let’s face it we’re 
merely children.

Pure and simple no worries on our mind. 

But even when they scold and frown,
the blame certainly is not always ours. 
What really puts them and us apart,
except hours? 

The only

MISTAKES

She made the biggest mistakes
When suddenly put on the brakes
From going all the way
With a guy named Play
So, he ended up giving her the shakes

Snowflurries Swirl

Snowflurries Swirl

Snow falls inside the glass globe:
A swimming, swirling vision
Where four youngsters pose frozen 
In their run to leap to a win
For the longest sliding glide
Along an icy, country road
Where no traffic flows;
Near a row of evergreens
   that do not grow;
Overseen by a pair of pinpoint specks
    for the black,

Adults Talking

Skipping to the ending of the page, kids growing up too quick
No longer scared of dentist and being alone, no longer a kid
Caring far too much about being an adult, a poor young mind being tormented with a stick
They promised blue skies creativity without a lid
Well rest on the floor trying to cope with the

Part Ii Chapter 1: Damali Desharah DJ Sashi Amadeus Amani: Practicing To Be Adults

Date:  February  2048

Desharah was in the nursery with 
The babies. Early afternoon. All was
Calm cool copacetic in their home.
Everybody seemed content.
At Amadeus home his wife Teased
Him. The baby started to cry. 
Amani said,  "Amadeus go see about 
Your son."  Amadeus slipped into
The next room and cuddled and
Cooed to Damian Amadeus Hakim

Chapter 82 -- Damian Delilah Mallory: the Children, the Adults Excursion

Date  October 2040

The children were in the dining 
Room and having a meeting of
Their own. Amadeus spoke 
"We need to be honest with 
Ma Auntiema and Dad and tell
Them when we don't like 
Something that's happening.
DJ agreed, "Yeah, brothers"
He glanced At Desharah. "I
Think we should have a kind of
United front." 
Amadeus asked, "So what

Toy

A far fetched story
Of toys and factories.
Designed and made for a purpose.
Children relate as entertainment
Adults as memories.
Only two buttons lifted the plane
A miracle performed by God.
Touched gun even before touching pen
A politician? Or a villian?
Dressed as a soldier
A soldier enjoying life.
Seems impossible, right?
Next day washed and kept safely.
But the stains of memories didn't get off.
They

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