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Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: power,

Rule the World

Real women
Understand a very simple yet important concept.
Love begins at home.
Everything else just follows.

To eliminate
Hatred from the world
Entails raising children with love and guidance.

Women deserve the utmost respect and support from their partners in their
Obligations as mothers to instill morals in their offspring.
Rare is the child who goes bad when love rules his home.
Ladies, demand respect, and value your precious roles as mothers.
Don’t you realize that through your children, YOU rule the world!


Written March 8, 2017 on the International Women's Day!


Poem Details | by Carol Sunshine Brown |
Categories: love, mothermissing, missing,

It Is Springtime In Heaven

It is now springtime in heaven Sky is so blue...sun shining so bright Beautiful flowers are everywhere Angels are dancing...as the harps play Here on earth...we scamper around Sky is so blue...sun shining so bright Beautiful flowers are everywhere We are missing the angels in heaven Angels are dancing...as the harps play They await the day...as we do also As once again we will all be together Our mothers and us...in heaven above Dedicated to: Our Mothers in Heaven and her children who will be missing her this weekend on Mother's Day To all of you who still have your mother here on earth with you make sure she knows how much you love her.

Poem Details | by Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories: children, world, time,

Your Child's Eyes

The innocence lost so long ago
The undying faith we used to know
The gentle rain of a summer's skies
You can find it all in your child's eyes.

The world was right one time it seems
And we could reach beyond our dreams
To meet a challenge of any size
That fire still burns in your child's eyes.

In a world of anger and miscontent
And the frustrations of a life misspent
And you wait in fear as the storms arise
You can still find peace in your child's eyes.

Take the time for all those things
Hear his words: feel the joy he brings
There is no hate; there are no lies
There is only love in your child's eyes.

Poem Details | by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories: beauty, children,

moon's guardian

only daughter
beautiful moon face
will his love eclipse mine

Poem Details | by Leslie Albright |
Categories: growing up,

Before the End

Sunflowers and dandelions. 
Sometimes in life it's a fine line.
We go outside to breathe the air.
Look around, try not to stare.

The little children play and run.
The girls are screaming, having fun.
Little boys follow along.
Learning the words to write the song.

A bouquet of summer's sweet refrain.
A timeless imprint on your brain.
To carry us into the night.
Beyond what sunshine brings to light.

After all the dreams come true.
But get lost in the dawning dew.
Only glimpses of love survive.
As you awake having to strive.

Finally finding out the truth.
About our fantasy's in youth.
All we wanted was a friend.
And a little love before the end.



Poem Details | by Deb Wilson |
Categories: father daughter, pain, child, me,

Loving The Child In Me

There is a child that looks like me.
Years from now still won't be free.
You'll want to rock her in your arms.
Keep her safe from all that harms.

Some things you simply don't forget.
And there is shame that haunts me yet.
The stark reality is this-
I find it hard to share a kiss.

Children are meant for love and prayers.
Not sneaking footsteps on the stairs.
Fear grows where refuge should be.
Hate floats on a toxic sea.

In all these years sorrow still lives.
A broken spirit but strong will gives
reason to find a better way.
This child is loved by me today.




written 4/13/2013

Poem Details | by Johnette Loefgren |
Categories: happiness, life, love, nostalgia, people, me, me, morning,

If You Are The Ocean...

If you are the ocean, then I am the mist
which kisses the morning the way children kissed
their mother at breakfast to start a new day
If you are the ocean, then anchors aweigh
We'll sail through the evening and on to the light
The daystar is dawning, we'll keep to the right
like Peter and Wendy to Neverlands' door
we'll sail on forever and touch every shore
If you are the ocean, come wash me away
to some misty morning and there we will play
on beaches you've loved all your lovely life long
If you are the ocean, then sing me a song
of sailors and treasures and I'll have to say
If you are the ocean, come wash me away...

Poem Details | by Tim Smith |
Categories: love,

How Blessed Am I

Sitting here in this big old lazy chair a little smile starts to appear upon my face Some Phil Collins music rings in the air as the girls cuddle under warm blankets watching the movie Tarzan. I sit here and muse how did I get so lucky? why did God shine upon me? I have such beautiful and healthy children I have a place to lie my head There is plenty of food to be put upon the table There's no other place I'd rather be instead My heart starts beating stronger There is warmth and love in the air I get up and sit between them I am so blessed to be here

Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: peace,

My Country 'Tis of Thee

When children are taught never to forget
conflicts’ lessons, to love all humans,
to honor those through history
who, selfless, wrought liberty. . .
Then will spangled dreams for
our peace be fulfilled
as God imparts 
tomorrow’s 
grace on
all.

For Brahm Bailey's (Your) Country 'Tis Of Thee Poetry Contest
Note: The Etheree form was created by Etheree Taylor Armstrong (Feb. 12, 1918-March 14, 1994). She was born in Arkansas, USA and is known for using this form a lot.


Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: art, children, hero,

King Arthur The Great

It’s all about me!
It’s all about me
I am the King sitting in the tree

It’s all about me
It’s all about me
I am clapping my hands with such glee

My subjects love me as is my due
The Royal court loves me, yes them too!
King Arthur I am, Ruler of all realms in the land

It’s all about me
It’s all about me
I am the wisest King to ever be!

Hoist ye drinks and sing me praise
The Ale-house is full, its a King Arthur craze!
Its all about me, the Poet King reciting, loud and free

It’s all about me
It’s all about me
Guinevere knows my kiss is for she!

Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: life, love,

- Love And Care -Collabration -



                             Its easy to become what you fear..
                 Could bring you down,or shift you into high gear

                          Embrace the hope you see in others..
               A neighborhood filled with loving sisters and brothers

                              Love and care for eachothers..
                      Always a helping hand and some leftovers

               Smiling faces in the streets,children playing in paradise
                     Come on over,check it out while we roll the dice..  








June 29th 2012

Anne Lise & Arild Andresen

* Collabration with my lovely hub
Copyright © All Rights Reserved

Poem Details | by Daniel Turner |
Categories: appreciation, summer, sun,

Children of the Sun

Tomorrow's dawn will start the longest day
When summer takes the torch and starts to run
He'll summon all the children of the sun
His followers that love his warming way

They'll laugh and celebrate in outdoor play
It is the greatest time for water fun
Each claiming to be summer's fav'rite son
Absorbing every ultraviolet ray

And when the sun lies down to take his rest
Their celebrations go in to the night
Cavorting with the moon, who's unimpressed
He knows they only like him 'cause he's bright
They'll fall asleep their backs toward the west
As children of the sun await first light



   by Daniel Turner
  Miltonic sonnet #2

Poem Details | by JEAN MURRAY |
Categories: adventure, future, moving on,

PAST PRESENT FUTURE

P erhaps it's time to let it go.
A ll that pain you suffered so.
S train on your heart and soul.
T ime to release and let go.

P eer around at your life now.
R elish the love your children give.
E njoy your work as you always have.
S it and relax at end of day.
E nergised by renewed hope.
N ever again to ever succumb
T o being abused by anyone. 

F acing the future with a smile.
U pteen reasons to celebrate. 
T he joys of living and giving.
U ncertainity will always remain.
R emember to count your blessings.
E mbrace often those you love.

21/11/2016

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: appreciation, art, beautiful, children, dedication, rain, rainbow,

Norway Rains

Norway Rains I love the rain Under my umbrella Staring at rainbows Wishing for dreams My stomach is hungry, so it seems I may be just a wee little kid In the country rain Still I know dreams do come true As Anne-Lise brings my favorite ice cream Smiles all, through and through Laughter echoes in the Norway rains
Dedicated to Anne-Lise from Norway!!!!!!!!

Poem Details | by Paloma P |
Categories: crazy, humorous, hyperbole,

elbbabohcysp

There's a place whence children dwell amid fairy stories, popcorn rainbows & candied unicorns, which is fine & dandy except when you're supposed to be a grown-*** adult, some people live 'round La-La landscapes without a hint of reality's woefulness, unable to read skywriting on the cosmos If you believe in miracles or that nothing ever changes and love lasts forever and a day or just say, you got a damn ticket because your unicorn was inconveniently double-parked, rest assured thine meter is delusional

Poem Details | by Anthony Slausin |
Categories: children,

running scar

Here lies a grave,
a conglomerate headstone
without a name
weeds and webs 
wrapped tight around the heartless edge.
Caretaker rides his rusty deer
pretending he's a nascar stud
waking the dead and stirring mud.
He take's his lunch beneath a tree,
eating twinkies with green fingertips...
and for his love he'll steal a wreath,
and place it gently on a grave
that bears a scar called, long forgotten
a grave he calls
"no name".

Poem Details | by John E WordSlinger |
Categories: love

These Words

I would like to thank you for your visit.
I have removed these poems for a distant future book publication.
I believe we poets, can make a difference
in this world. We live in the 21st century,
we have tools( technology), we have our past,  and imagination.
We just don't have the courage, because
I guess most are afraid to fail, to loose money.
All I have to say is we can't take money with us,
when we die. I also say hasn't mankind failed enough,
and isn't mankind worth the effort, our children is worth the effort..

Thank you, and my your God Bless you

John E WordSlinger


Poem Details | by ahellas Alixopulos |
Categories: beauty,

Jan's Garden

This sweet gentle sonnet is for Janet.
In whose garden I've sat for the last hour.
There is no better place on the planet
to capture the grace and awesome power
of a person who thinks she has neither.
A silent orchestra of bright colors,
soloist and chorus of each species gather
in season from subtle to loud bellow,
in a silent sonata conducted
by a genius gardener spreading life
and beauty and love. Reward not expected
by our maistro except the relief
of life's burdens, a few ripe tomatoes,
appreciative children, any of those.

Poem Details | by White Wolf |
Categories: inspiration, poetry, poets, writing,

Do With Heart

If only for a moment our love bloomed,
If only for a spell we would consume.
My heart torn open I bear a deep wound,
To be thy Sun and you to be my Moon.

Alas, my dear, we were not meant to be,
For there is no future for us at all.
But, don't read into my words completely,
Because I still answer to nature's call.

Does a flower turn its petals away?
In the day when the Sun is out to shine?
For what is the reason that children play?
The reason that the poet writes his line?

We know deep inside, we all must take part,
And whatever that may be, do with heart!

Poem Details | by Sakshi Singh |
Categories: boyfriend, change, feelings, girl, i miss you, love, teen love,

Sometime instead of Pink I like Red

Sometime instead of pink, I like Red 
Sometime instead of playing with children, 
I want to go on date 

Sometime instead of Fishes, I like Swans
Sometime instead of T-shirt, 
I want to wear Gowns 

Sometime instead of Social problems, 
I like to read Love story 
Sometime instead of cute girl, 
I want to look beautiful lady 

Sometime instead of chocolate, 
I like to receive Flowers 
Sometime instead of meeting him for minutes, 
I want to spend Hours

Poem Details | by charles messina |
Categories: happiness,

When I Close My Eyes

When I close my eyes...and I see the night 
Sometimes things...appear so bright 
Smiling cheeks...and happy faces 
Sunshine ~ Beautiful places 

Ocean waves ~ Blowing willows 
Babies snuggled in their pillows 
Old men rowing in their boats 
Youngsters passing, love you...notes 

Happy women in sweet perfume 
Newlyweds...on honeymoon 
Chipmunks playing in the sun
Children running...having fun 

When I open my eyes...and I see the day
Sometimes things...don't look that way 
So let me close my eyes...tonight
And all I see, I'll see...just right

Poem Details | by Carl Fraser |
Categories: absence,

A Sailors Farewell

Surrounded by angry,raging seas Under a shrouded midnight moon
I think about loved ones dearly missed
 I won't be seeing anytime soon.
Future plans come crashing down
 Under the heavy pounding waves
I've traded my warm bed and loving arms 
In exchange for an early watery grave.
Weep not for me my cherished children
For I could have been a better man
I just hope I will be remembered
 For providing as best for you I can.
Eternity now pulls and beckons me
 I must say my last goodbye with tears
To you my love, please forgive me, 
For not providing you more years.

Poem Details | by Brenda Meier-Hans |
Categories: happy, humorous, love, silly,

Welcome to my Bio

Brenda Gail 
I am Compassionate, love and breathe poetry, humorous and a peace maker.
Sister of Patti Lynne, Paul, David and Beth.
I love children (more), I love to sing in a choir and have a song for just about everything. I love to make others happy.
I feel loved, appreciated and very blessed.
I fear not being healthy enough to make it to my son’s wedding, getting sick this winter and losing my mom.
I’d love to be able to travel again, walk around a mall, and would love to be in a poetry slam.
Living in the GTA Greater Toronto Area, Ontario.
Meier-Hans 

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
10.13.2014
Regina Riddles Contest: Bio Poems
1st

Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: baseball, boy,

The Outfield Boy

The outfield boy stands waiting all alone, playing the game that many children love. From the pitcher’s mound, a ball has been thrown. The outfield boy stands waiting all alone. The ball has been hit. See how it has flown straight into the glowing boy’s baseball glove! The outfield boy stands waiting all alone, playing the game that many children love. Written Dec. 2015 for the Oil Paintings 4 & 5 Poetry Contest of Eve Roper

Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: child, color, friendship, love,

- Haiku X 92 - Kids Can See Colors -



            Love with no limits
            The Children of the rainbow
            Let's paint the world,now






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