Explore Poems: Children Subjects

Arctic tundra,
Arctic tundra,
How does your garden grow?
With lupine seeds
And fireweeds
And bearberries …

Big and bold now, write your name.
Draw an arrow, then take aim
at a puffy heart: "Kim loves Kyle."
Doodling…

"Snug as a bug in a hug,"
says Gran, like she always does,
and laughs down my neck
with her smoky-mint …

I pass between lions
guarding what's inside:
bound gems to open,
endless words that sparkle.
I read till…

Don’t. The past is overcrowded with the future 
closer than you think. You blink, that’s one 
eon; a yawn…

I remember first hearing rumors
of the atom. We are all made up
of crumbs, Q told me
when we were kids.…

If, even now, I am excited about it: every cow & horse,
every canoe on the surface of Pyramid Lake—…

Gazing at the sky, all cloud-strewn
A child wonders, Where’s my moon?

Child cries a river like a monsoon…

Brown and furry
Caterpillar in a hurry,
Take your walk
To the shady leaf, or stalk,
Or what not,
Which…

Set with raindrops, displayed
between the king’s mantle and the litchi tree,
was the cobweb I almost walked…

make
this world
a whole lot
brighter

when
I
grow up
I'll
be
a writer.
I'll
write about
some things
I know—

                    how to bunt
                    how to throw . . .

           ...

The mountain and the squirrel  
Had a quarrel;  
And the former called the latter ‘Little Prig.’
Bun replied,  
‘You are doubtless very big;         
But all sorts of things and weather  
Must be taken in together,  
To make up a year  
And a sphere.  
And I think it no disgrace  
To...

I always like summer
best
you can eat fresh corn
from daddy's garden
and okra...

Go to sleep my daughter
go to sleep my son
once this world was water
without anyone

For someone to read a poem
again, and again, and then,

having lifted it from page
to brain—the easy part—

cradle it on the longer trek
from brain all the way to heart.

My sister found them.
 
Read them out loud.
She’s so proud,
 
she’s running to our parents
waving my poems in the air.
 
Doesn’t she know 
she’s waving my underwear?

The best clouds in the business
          are right above me
right now.

We’re riding in this teal convertible
          those clouds just dozing
          in about forty-nine different shapes
       ...

When my dad walks
into a room,
or down
the street,
he inches
up on me
silent
as shadow,...

Up till now,
the math of my life
has been pretty simple:
friends
plus family
plus sports.
What more
could I ask for, right?
But lately,
my outside has been changing
and my inside keeps telling me
more is on the way.
Trouble is,
I'm not sure
I'm ready.

They ignored the new boy,
snickering behind his back.

                                                    In silence, I stayed     safe.
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