Short Kid Poems

Short Kid Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Kid by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Kid by length and keyword.


Kid Again

i feel like am small
tho am tall
strong as a wall
i won't so much
i need to be in touch
to get in
i feel like a
KID AGAIN


Kid Is a Kid Blac K Or White

they come in small
and grow tall
we are the brick wall
to do whats right
i know i did
A
KID IS  A KID BLACK OR WHITE

Premium Member What Is Greed

gumballs clasped in little hand
stuck in jar on kitchen stand
unbeknownst to his young mind
greed is futile he will find
Form: Couplet

Kid Games

let not be the way
thats how the play
they pretend
let our love begin
its not about fame
we have a amie
NOT
KIDS GAMES

Kid of Traipse

Hate invoke,
Haunt sound silence in, 
Lapsed love still,
Heart opens,
A kid of traipse live alone,
life of sorrow fun.
Form: Shadorma


Life Story

my new brother
begins suckling our mother
I drop her sparkly vase
dad looks on menacingly. . .
a nurse brings me ice cream
Form: Tanka

Comeback Kid

What a comeback!
winning by a mile,
now you can smile.

You keep it up, lady,
N.H. was your stage,
stay right on message!
Form:

Premium Member Raking Fallen Leaves

Wind 
B l e w
Leaves

Feet
D r a g
Line


10/29/2020


In Just A Few Words Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

Premium Member Fun At the Beach

covered in white sand youngsters are engaged in play. sand slip-on sandals.
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Just Sayin'

At three years old
he pushed open the bathroom door
informed me that
"Monsters don't have eyes".

John G. Lawless
5/8/2020
Form: Verse

Kid On the Block

am  the one who try
here's why
I dreams
theyer  or clean
success is my theme
love the music hiphop
AM THE
KID FROM THE BLOCK

Premium Member TOY

Tinkering with red and green bricks
Older than legos, redoubtable fun
Yesteryear’s rudimentary dream house
Form: Acrostic

Kids and Snow Balls

this is winter again
the kids began
they play
its there day
when it know to go
slip and fall
and throw
its
KIDS AND SNOW BALL

Harry

Dirty smelly chicken toes,
Harry sticks them up his nose,
Until they are dry, he keeps them in,
then sticks them in a biscuit tin.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member El Pibe De Oro Golden Kid

One Diego Armando Maradona
in epitaph we today honour
by a hand of God & the dribble found fame
in a world cup of the beautiful game

Premium Member In the Park

I sit here penning poems; Listening to children play. Frisbee obsessed dog zooms by; Children chase the thief!
Form: Dodoitsu

A Kid Again

reclining oak  
 summer day
 dreaming fun 
 caught in the wet 
 glassy sphere  
 whisked away 
 to a land of bubble's
 pop no more

Premium Member Willie Howard Mays

Willie Howard Mays set the baseball world ablaze for many an NL MVP he did bid and earned the sobriquet Say Hey Kid
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member Billy the Kid

Billy the Kid
paid a price for what he did. 
He was shot in the back by that skunk Pat Garrett, 
a betrayal not entirely without merit.
Form: Clerihew

Fine That Kid

he  is out there
here or where
city or down
or underground
he is black thats a fact
he didn't have on a wig
we got to
FINE THAT KID

Premium Member Nothing Personal

We had to use the back door
Nothing personal…..
We were just kids


5/4/2019

Dial It Back Poetry Contest
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Premium Member A Smidgen 1

A Smidgen 1 Haiku: by Tom December 14, 2020 Sometimes a smidgen was the only edge I had. God let that suffice.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Word of the Day : March 15, 2021

circumlocution
noun ser-kum-loh-KYOO-shun 
1 : the use of an unnecessarily large number of words to express an idea
2 : evasion in speech
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member A Kid At Heart

forty years old
playful companion to a five year old
woody doll in one hand
buzz lightyear in the other
flying through the air into the yard

Premium Member Socks - Letter From Camp

SOCKS

letter from camp

Dear Mom, Achieved absolute efficiency.  Can now put socks on from either end.



John G. Lawless
7/2/2016
Form: Monoku

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