Childhood Prose Poems
These Childhood Prose poems are examples of Prose poems about Childhood. These are the best examples of Prose Childhood poems written by international poets.
prose, heart, home,
What exactly is home and where is it? ...
childhood, courage, death, devotion,
Write a Lament is what they say So I’m going to tell you about the saddest day.
It was summertime with parades in the...
i hurt myself
I hurt myself again and I'll hurt myself again.
What else can one do when nothing has been said?
There is a memory, beside many from when...
A young boy in a desert trailer,
wishes inspiration will fall in him,
pitter, patter, like raindrops,
transforming into keytaps,
on the ancient yellow-screened word processor
that was his father's...
appreciation, childhood, family, feelings,
There’s nothing quite like
The smell of a cast iron
Wood fired cook stove
On a chill Kentucky morning
Brewed coffee, platter of eggs
Pork chops and bacon
prose, anxiety, childhood, confidence, growing
I hold memories of the little girl
the one whose fingers are blocks of wood
the fragile cup
slips wilfully from her grip
smashed into tiny pieces
A POEM FOR MY MOTHER'S DAY
prose, 9th grade, childhood, daughter,
The day I heard you had died I had no idea what to feel
I was not happy, I was not sad, I was not numb
prose, absence, childhood, deep, emotions,
Have you woken up by a river?
One within the forbidden woods.
A tent, for two. Sleeping bags.
The stream, rushing over golden sand.
I could hear the trees...
Snakes And Mr Baines
“A snake in the grass”. Such a powerful and direct metaphor of treachery, is it not? We strive to avoid such ones believed to be...
prose, how i feel,
chaotic as well as silent
I, the wanderer,
wonderful duet in
concerned and foolishness
come with all
but at this bank of...
Its all in the Burning
dark, hope, introspection, light,
A candle burns its life away;
sacrifice to it, is sweet;
it is a candle’s lot in life.
Candles gift, a light dark cloaked;
Florence and Charming
prose, 10th grade, 11th grade,
She’s coming! Mom said this in a sing-songy way.
She knew that my twin and I were fascinated with Florence,
she was like our...
prose, life, lonely, loss, lost
Twas like every November before it,
But this one came with an air of uncertainty,
For the drums of celebrations had halted in may.
When Owen celebrated...
A skinny child
with crooked teeth and hair needing to be kept short
because of her habit of tangling it with her own hands.
prose, appreciation, how i feel,
I can still see her love dripping off her spoon,
hear the eggs sliding into her bowl;
smell the fragrance of her perfume
blending with the cinnamon and...
A MOTHER LOVE
prose, adventure, childhood,
she is everthing
that love bring
there if you call
she's that wall
help you stand tall
she is from above
there's nuthin like
A MOTHER LOVE...
The children, eyes wide open,
Listen to the tale of Bojacks.
A timid little forest rascal
Who scampers about the lakes.
He'll dash across an open field
So fast as...
Deaf As Sanctuary Dust
prose, age, books, health, history,
are made of healing voices
strings of hopeful light
reweaving faith in future healthy climates."
Writes the aging Muse
in her fusing bodymind
for future integral love stories
How Sweet It Is
prose, candy, childhood,
Once upon a time, I saw a Candy List of more than forty types of candy. And would you believe that people were actually...
A visit with my mother
dedication, emotions, encouraging, mom,
A visit with my mother..
(She is frai now..almost fragile to the touch as I hold her,She stares out into the harbor,way beyond the harbor, mind...