Growing Up Poems | Examples of Growing Up Poetry

GUILT Worry less young days Responsibilities never stays I acted based on impulse I cried based on emotions And I raged based on the fury. A child needed no jury The walk ways were her playground The tin cans were her new pots Little...Read More

Mommy, Jim, Bob, and the guys are going to climb Ole Rocky Ridge. Can I go too, Huh, please can I go. Please, pretty please! No, you can’t go. You know a boy was badly hurt up...Read More

Yes I Admit I Am An Overthinker Things Were Complicated And I Was A Tinker I Was Fed Up Of Those Darkest Days That Ruined My Harvest In All The Ways I Also Admit I Wasted A Lot Of...Read More

Snow falls, curtains closed Life changed and the biting Wind howls and freezes the tears that blow away with the snowflakes. ...Read More

Learning Waltzing Matilda, I instantly knew Australia was the place for me I'd live like a swagman with my pet kangaroo and play under the shade of a Coolibah tree It was Christmas there in the summer—Cool! So, I'd greet...Read More

Ghosts of moments from our past linger just beyond our reach; those we once held close dearly, now we silently beseech. Silvery memories of first love ...Read More

Too many thoughts were assaulting me, Paralyzing my mind, body, spirit, and soul. They overwhelmed me with the anxious demands of now. As I wrap myself in a particular warm blanket of reminiscence I travel away to another time. Ah,...Read More

Mother's Smile How it brightens the day, make's you feel good Her effortless actions say it always would Spoken words , soft , warm and full of love, To hard...Read More

tina ....a turner.... tuned ....her 'urns'.... to turn ...a teen.... who ....tuned her into ...tina's urn.... stans sand ...Read More

it started out simple just naps n poops then came cereal and up before noon too much happened too soon but i wasnt expecting it to be this blue I was little Why did I grow up I just don’t know what...Read More

A strike of a match would briefly carve His weatherworn features From the darkness full of his words Echoes from history of an exorbitant life A face full of history and mystery That still lingers In my minds...Read More

I remember nights on the south side porch After a full dinner & nothing on TV We gather to sit talk and listen to cicadas cry High Into the spring night Or deep into the fall gloom Or...Read More

I am a balloon Filled with impossibly light air. I am reaching to the sky With my whole being, but my string is in the fist of an infant who thinks that I am all he has. His mother ties us together- I,...Read More

Sleeping through the stress Soiled in mixed silence Jotting every joke in justice Like the lies of lilac Calling itself clear But feels like a beauty Arranged clothes for the weeks job Just to see souls happy at dusk Laughing out loud While remembering...Read More

I don’t see the point anymore to any of this After all, what’s popular today will be passé in what seems the blink of an eye, a heartbeat even famous faces’ names forgotten in time The young...Read More