Monster Child Poems | Examples
These Monster Child poems are examples of Child poems about Monster. These are the best examples of Child Monster poems written by international poets.
Being twenty again would be a thrill,
guess that will not happen.
As a child there were many things,
I did not understand.
The green monster jealousy was one,
thinking it was a child's thing.
This would live on in my twenties.
It is a debt; nearly one out of three has sadly paid
Life started to grow, but its first breath was never made
A branch on the family tree that produced no shade
Pain of such an investment unsuccessful; I would not wish for or trade
If I could, I would take the hurt from each mother that this monster has slayed
Cruelty— is what I would name this game that conception has played
The remorseful loss of an unborn child; to sad rest, too many are laid
What is that? The child asked, pointing at the man.
His mother was horrified, trying to get him to stop.
Child could see what mom could not – a monster man.
With claws and teeth and extra heads to grin and bop.
I am sorry, the mother apologized to the monster man.
Who nodded his head, acting like he was being kind.
In truth, he knew the child was seeing his real self.
A child who knows. What a specimen! A great earthly find!
A Child’s Prayer
Beneath the covers he did lie.
With his head covered he did cry.
He begged the lord to let him die.
As tears would fall from his eye.
God please, please kill me this very night.
Please free me from this pain and terrible fright.
Please free me from this terror, anguish and sorrow.
Before I have to face tomorrow.
The lord did not answer a child’s prayer.
He grew up believing no one did care.
Now he has an angry stare.
As there is a monster standing there.
By
Josehf Lloyd Murchison
Are you searching for a dragon, oh wee one on the sand,
In amidst those grainy details that sparkle in your hand -
A small monster there that wriggles, a minnow or a sprat?
Such amazing worlds to conquer, beneath your tiny hat ...
Ply the river's raging waters with your finger's little tip,
As heaven's tears wash grains of sand with each small, dewy drip.
Oh, how I long to join you in those ventures you pursue,
But it's too small and I too old ... to see that land with you.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Free Verse Or Rhyme Poetry In Its Beauty" Poetry Contest, Eve Roper, Judge & Sponsor.
If I could tell you...
How I felt...
Every time...
The monster...
Whipped me...
With his belt....
Welts upon my flesh...
He left...
But they're not...
The only...
Scars...
You'll see...
Pain still festers...
Deep...
Inside of me...
Tears...
Drowning...
With my pleas...
The Mother...
Who...
Forsook me.
Vickie Thayer 2018
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Behind your closet door,
a monster, you decide,
has moved the toys aside
to snooze upon the floor.
So near you'll hear him snore
you fear, from there inside.
So I, this very night,
when certain you have been
kissed on your cherry chin
and loved with all my might,
in just the gentle light
the moon and stars let in,
will hold you safe and tight
until your dreams begin...
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The monster
Kappa infrequently
jumps out of its watery hideout
to pull pranks as well as attacks only women.
It, too, pulls people in the water to drown them.
The color, figure, size and features
vary clearly of this
river child
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**Based on Japanese folklore of the child-sized Kappa or “river child” **
June 3, 2014
Form : Trois Par Huit
Tenth Place win
Contest: Body of water by Andrea
I saw frog jump in water
then got scared with sun in eye
wet face hurts
and I running to my steps
mom not home
so stare at muddy toes
then running around to slippery mud
by back door and sky is orange
and door can't get in
pulling pulling pulling and locked
don't know where daddy is
for super strong
A monster yelled out from the woods
not real but scary and fun like today all day
no one home all day and hungry like sick baby bear but
feeling grass crunch against mud and tickles
What if I get lost?
Some houses smell like food and see food smoking over fence
Gonna go meet monster anyway
Maybe hurts like me