Child Personification Poems

“Air becomes wind when it’s agitated.” Lucretius
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“Thank you for joining me in the studio today,” Mr. Zephyr. 
“Glad to be here, Bob. Thank you for...

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I will roar,
I am not a bore.
My loud sound may put you on the floor,
or hiding behind a door.
They tell children I am angels bowling,
no...

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I soar high above the mountains touching every elusive peak
carrying white fluffy clouds on my back, unhinged and free
The parched lands look up to me...

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“Air becomes wind when it’s agitated.” Lucretius

“Thank you for joining me in the studio today,” Mr. Zephyr. 
“Glad to be here, Bob. Thank you for...

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Amid colorful roses, and lovely dahlias, within a garden,
I found my space in a corner, a wildflower bred by no one, 

Though my mistress wished...

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You’re a Flower in My Garden 3-5-24  
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Daphne

Your winter child, with beguiling scent perfumes snow and rain,
I smile in January’s barrenness to herald crocus,...

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I knew her from childhood,
But when manhood came, we
Gradually grew far apart.
More correctly, I left her.
But she was always there,
And there for me, whether
Or not...

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Upon their granite, sculpted brows,
A chiffon ballet swirls and bows.
Cloud-scarves drape, light as a sigh,
Where mountains, aged and stoic, lie.

Feathers of heaven, soft and white,
Escape...

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Relaxed and warm I'm feeling
under this warm blanket,
I can sleep out from the cold.

Sometimes I wonder
if others are so lucky, 
I guess many don't,
then I...

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Gerry the giraffe am I
on tiptoes six metres high

In Africa I was born in the wild
& grew up there as a child

I went exploring as...

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Sharing hard candy with her best friend Shirley
Impossible task if deciduous teeth are lost prematurely
Although each child progresses in a different rate
My predecessor took its...

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It’s quite a thing to lay a life to rest,
to place rocks over roots rotten with age,
cover leaves once green with soil, sodden from rain.

Conceived...

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Spring is a wide eyed child
on the back of her grandfather,
Old Man Winter.
She bounces from snow to puddle.
Spring, is a stubborn, headstrong
child whose rule of...

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With gladness I am drawn to a rosy dawn
and looking up to where white clouds are swirled
in heaven’s skies, I see before my eyes
the goddess...

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Holding strong
I split the grasses sovereignty
Protect the fragile tubular stem
Work quickly in the cool of darkness
To prepare
For a brightness
To challenge the sun
Awaken the drowsy bees
Torment...

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