Best Inner Child Poems

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...

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Everyone has an 
inner child
My inner child
Is apart of me
When it is quiet
I hear hew speaking

Sometimes she will cry
I do not know why
Why she feels this way
Only she knows why
She could be happy 
That is rare for her

I  would speak to her
Finding her reason
When...

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I ride the vibrant crests
Of a tangerine moon
Glowing across stardust ridges
Where inspiration tickles
My heart with laughing dewdrops

I drift on the edge of a smiling
Emerald forest filled with
Whispery pines and strong oaks
All the trees remind me why
The birds make a home on branches
With their bristling, dancing...

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Deep night- 
In its quiver,
I write.

Perused-
Subconscious yields, 
True muse

Child’s Zen
Speaking softly…
From when.


David Mohn
WHISPERS OF A MUSE - Poetry Contest
24 Nov 2014...

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A bad man came 
when I was four 
he did bad things 
I couldn't find 
the door 

A bad man came 
when I was fourty one
this time he came 
with a mask and gun 

FLASH BACKS! FLASH BACKS! 
hells run a ground 
stay calm, stay...

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I enjoy silly and playful
Freeing my inner child
With a dash of naughty and cheeky
My inner child runs happily wild

I enjoy the escape of laughter
An escape and freedom from ones own mind
Laughter and fun allows one
To leave stress and woes behind

I enjoy being a trickster
A little...

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My inner child I oftentimes let show.
“She” likes me using spontaneity.
When my inhibitions I let go,
a litte bit audacious I can be.

In ESL, I act out words with ease.
My inner child I oftentimes let show.
In front of students, on my hands and knees
I’ve demonstrated push-ups...

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When I, like an old professor, scoff all to shape;
My inner child scratches me within, like an ape.

I laugh aloud forgetting all belittling ills;
He says, I'm a hyena, and thus my zeal kills.

I cry and he says you're a soft sensitive girl;
And my emotional eruption...

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I close my eyes and hug my inner child 
the purest form of me
When things go wrong and not to plan 
she is my closest confidant.

I treat her well this inner child
Who holds my hand from six to seventy-five
Though I am tall and she is...

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come find me please
i need to be heard
i need to be loved for who i am
take care of me - i need nurturing
look after me as i spread my wings

i’m sorry i’m here i hear you
be yourself and never change
never lose track of your dreams
your...

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Chasing your tail forever like a dog
Into the forest, confusion of the fog
A door that’s locked, without a key
Asleep you found it, woke not to be
Where is this tail, where did it go?
Pondering on my knees, to and fro
As a young lad, kept in my...

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In the unrestrained laughter of children,
is the exalted, purity of joy.
Just seeing that first Crocus of the Spring
or kittens, their antics, exuberant.
You can't help but smile, in wonderment,
at the abundance of simple pleasures.

To watch vibrant sunsets, brings great pleasure.
As does a phone call, from both...

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Little Girl

Know that you are always enough.
You are an intelligent being.
Beyond your imagination
You will learn to reach for the stars.
Daydream.
You can be anything you choose to be.
Dont forget.....
You came here, to this place, to experience a world of wonder.
Anything you can dream, is yours to...

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When conflicts raise its ugly head real soon, 
our nations won’t inevitably swoon;
a time that real détente and peace attune.	
Some people still record the slights most ever stored.
Thus escalate discord, their armies can’t be bored.	
But bearing painful past in mind, endowed
ensuing loss with angst, so...

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The Instant

As we age our way
On into the sunset
There is much yet to do

We reflect on our own paths
And the people we have met,
The things we have experienced,
The places we have been,
And those we have love,
And those we have lost

Some have crossed over
That bridge that...

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