Child Iambic Pentameter Poems

For all this time, I couldn't call it - rape.
I couldn't use that word, and make it real.
Like plowing a field before it's harvest,
or pruning...

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My heart throbs fast while panic does linger on

beholding child who frees himself from wheelchair

there soaring high toward triumph against pain

devoid of spasm midst sweet...

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As a child, this reoccurring dream haunted.
When I would run from a monster chasing me
Then he'd reach out to grab, I'd fly undaunted.
As time went...

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Heaven Must Be a Big Place

Almost Ten Years Since Sandyhook

There is something we must face;
Heaven must be a lovely big place;
Many faces can be found...

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A fish in tank, still moves it's fins, and swims at the very edge of safety, but why?
A Bird in Cage, still flaps its wings,...

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Be it that I am doomed to walk the Earth
In fear of time - measured in mere fractions;
Starlight grants me comfort with twinkling mirth,
Lost in...

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To all the fallen of Covid 19
whose deaths were unrecorded and unseen
To those who languished in intensive care
where Fear unmasked itself to mock each prayer

To...

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Little lily lost in leisure 
Trying to trace her long lost treasure 
Where to find and where to not 
But ended up finding what she...

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A tradesman’s son and temple secrets die
in sixty nine years, never knowing why.

Contempt delivered their first child perfect,
your childhood gauntlet galvanized neglect.

A mother’s son and...

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A walk in solitude is sometimes best
     to weigh my thoughts in nature's open-air
       ...

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O to tune in to good times of childhood—
To re-live gone-by years, not just to brood,
To lighten dust-laden baggage’s dead tare,
To unburden mind of deadwood...

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Christmas Mass
Dear holy child, I celebrate your birth,
and wonder at the bright and shining star,
that leads to all the joy and peace on earth
we all...

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Blood and Envy - A Cautionary Christmas Poem
By Jude S. Walko 

Twas some time after All Hallows Eve.
The roof started to leak like a sieve.
But...

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Sweet Times

Sweet is the taste of days from yesteryear
that haunt the heart so keenly they bring tears
to eyes which have seen sadness, joy and pain
as...

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it snowed and snowed on the day I was born
and for that reason I love falling snow;
in dreams, I walk the frozen woods till morn
and...

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