Child Beach Poems

I love hearing stories,
stories from my grandparents.
They love to tell stories,
stories from many years ago.
Grandma tells about bread,
when black showed up they would cut if off.
Then...

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No one there to bother

A child and her father

Walking slowly hand in hand

Over cool pristine sand

The sun so scorching hot

Over there a perfect spot

Such a...

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Quote: A man can fail many times, but he isn't a failure until he begins to blame somebody else. By John Burroughs


Life has many ups...

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By Poet: "A blue carpet as far as we can see. My child I call it an Ocean."

I could not stay,
just needed to run away.
Being...

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I will roar,
I am not a bore.
My loud sound may put you on the floor,
or hiding behind a door.
They tell children I am angels bowling,
no...

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A lonely young girl,
dreams each night for a doggy.
A new furry friend to hold tight,
a new friend to play with.
Someone to love,
someone to care for.
One...

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i printed off
all of my poems

i distributed them
at the traffic lights 

no one opened their car windows
except one poem i stuffed in a dog's face

a...

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For some this is funny,
for others it is dead serious.
This may not be earth shattering to you,
but for many it is.
Why have most bathrooms taken...

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The morning waited
for me to take my seat
on the foreshore bench to begin 
its play, perform the piece 
it had scripted just for me. 
Opening
with...

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Who was a family show singer,
when her young daughter tried to be a dead ringer.
He brought her to life,
then she became  his wife.

 
Her...

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I got lost again
in childlike wonder 
Looked for seashells 
while listening to thunder

The rain it came
soaked me to the core
I paid it no mind
while exploring...

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As a kid I had three bunnies,
they were free I paid no moneys.
It was Easter time,
I had won them and they were all mine.
I had...

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Flock Plus One
Crouching among a gaggle of
dabbling Canadian geese,
a brown skinned child pushes back
long black hair,
intent on building a tidal pool
of which he can be...

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A faded tarp, hiding such a multitude of sins 
Actually a weathered hulk, with broken shattered limbs
Forgotten craft beached up high, safe from the rising...

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Quote By Poet "Time is a funny thing. It is here, it is gone.
Never to be found again." 

As l get older,
I find the same...

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