Childhood Sijo Poems

All alone on that day, walking in the hot July sun
Upon that unplaved, lonely, hot sandy, downhill dirt road
The reward awaited at the lowest point,...

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Archon of the west, whose spouse was the worldly Sophia
Who blindly abandoned his childhood lamb, to search for unseen light
Though the lamb could have showed...

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My real mommy's love oft eludes me, living in her shadow.
My roleplays of being a mommy means there's a void in me.
My mommy type friends...

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At the Beach, people play in the sand and watch the waves go by. 

Maybe they will take a stroll on the boardwalk by the...

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A mighty good sled, I rode down the hill;

A cup of hot chocolate and I was out to make snow angels, everywhere.

I built my snowmen...

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I remember Underdog and Mighty Mouse; crime fighting heroes of my childhood.

Every week, they’d save the world from evil characters.

Where would I be if they...

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(none fiction) 

miserable Witches trying to ruin. 
But they  can't defeat what they once trained.
They try to take from me everything I earn. 
For...

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Out back, he dug a hole in which he placed his old friend’s corpse.

Atop the grave, he pressed one stone, a childhood treasure relinquished

when he...

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Stage 1

Trick-or- treating long after dark, we knocked on an old lady’s door.
Her annoyed look clearly did not match our Halloween glee.
But that did not...

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childhood journal kept daily secrets hidden very well
composing darling chronicles addressing dreams beneath the sheets
honest little girl dreaming with hopes to keep...

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I have briefly caught sight of the other side of yesterday,
blinded by the sun, while running barefoot across a field of thorns
I'll carve a path...

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Mom would say to sit and eat veggie and fruits while going out   
Dad would say talk not at all with the mouth...

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The sun-speckled public pool overflows with expectant faces;
Their glistening eyes look up at me with promises of safety.
Unlocking the tension in my knees is one...

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Baby feet smell like powders, lotions, and sweet, sweet, newness
	They grow so fast, we harness the growth with shoes, to slow them
	Yet they dance free...

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His eyes and heart fill with angst of growing old, going to pre-school
The thought of learning excites him so, he sharpens up his manners
Spills his...

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