Best Childhood Friend Poems

She's on the Verge
Joe cool
She talks to her hand
like seriously duh
the joke im not telling
we used to be witches writing poetry in coffee shops
smoking pot in serene gardens
and if it wasn't for Ginger my dog
that ran away to make love to Winchester
when she was in...

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Dear Jack.

I see you running toward me with a smile on your face when I call your name. I never saw you in a bad mood, sick, sad, or lonely, or angry for      
any reason. When we met, our hearts...

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I know this is a big surprise!
To a friend, I fondly want to praise!
Takes me a decade back in time,
To the days we would call as our ‘prime’
Am amazed at the strong inner self that is sublime,
Love and care in abundance,
That am sure is her...

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I haven’t wrote to you since you went to war.
In fact much longer before you started that tour.
So I’ve taken pen, whilst you took sword.
But right now I don’t feel it’s all too mighty.
I’m struggling too much to strike a chord.
And I wonder if over...

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A "collaboration" with Edgar Allan Poe's poem titled, "Alone"


From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were - I have not seen
As others saw - I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.

     Where years of mingled adolescent voices
 ...

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Buried deep between the cracks,
a photograph from yesterday,
I hold it now, within my hand,
as if between the hills and hollows
a childhood bond that we once borrowed
can take me back to days of old 

Who am I when I see your face?
One glance and I am...

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When my hollow present blows
The dying embers in the heart grate
A fond childish Cinders glows up

The frozen black memory melts past colours,
A sparkle of rainbow recollections,
As I walk up on our trodden pavement
I saw a slash of sea between houses

Thy red dress like a bright...

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UNCONDITIONAL  LOVE
By Curtis Johnson

Over the years, through the valleys, over the hills and mountains, I have come to believe. In good times and bad, in stormy experiences that made me sad, or in seasons of joy that made me glad; In the dark nights...

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Winter memories that are still so vivid and bright
Those endless days playing with your mates
Snow falling when it should do, kids shouting and screaming
"It's snowing" running out, mum's shouting "Get some warm clothes on"
Scarves, balaclavas and gloves, only your face showing
Sledging in the snow, home...

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AN UNUSUAL FRIEND

I was walking home from school one day,
And passed by an empty lot,
It was during the month of June,
And the day was pretty hot.

I looked to my right on the ground,
And I saw something unusual that was green,
It was a pretty amazing sight...

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Bowser and Mittens, Pooh, Fluffy and I
sat with the Queen for her afternoon tea.
Minding our manners, all silent and shy -
each of us awestruck by Her Majesty.

We all were rescues, she loved us in spite,
though we were commoners, she took us in;
loved us and fed...

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How sweet you were
Simple and kind
Warm and generous

Language barrier aside
Your smile spoke volumes
You sent bullies on their merry way

You had big brothers to protect you
Who made sure you were strong
May even have taught you a move or two

I was proud to be your friend
I still...

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2000 miles is a long way, and 50 plus years is a very long time.
It spells the time and space that have separated me and my two best
childhood friends. Back then, whether it was hay, ammonia, cowboys,
sling shots, or rubber tires, somewhere in the mix...

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Angels are in heaven,
But they are also on Earth.
They aren't called angels, though.
They're called friends.

I'm extra lucky though,
Because God gave me the best ones.
Lexi, Angelica, Riley, Alec
I am blessed beyond measure.

Friends aren't just entertainment,
They are advice-givers.
They are shoulders to cry on,
They are always there.

Angelica is...

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Souls surface, scared and torn.
Fearful child, you were so wise.
Too precious for this filth,
Though every diamond came from muck.

Sadistic friend, your corruption
Knows no limits.
He who mocks with such venom
Poisons his own heart.

Crippled breath, you run here
In these veins,
A black opium, oh hidden puppeteer!

I suppose you...

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