Category: Poems About Growing Up
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Summertime Poem
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SummertimeClementine nectar drips down the chin.Summertime angels swim through the air again.The crack of a bat under the lights.Kaleidoscope fire explodes in the night.Root beer floats, cotton candy dreams.Capture the flag on neighborhood teams.July heat brings sprinklers and hoses to cool;lounging on rafts, diving in pools.Wading in creek beds catching crawdads.Camping trips beneath the stars,…
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Deer Child – A Nature and Life Poem
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Deer Child – A Nature and Life Poem Doe and fawn drink from the creek at dawn, filling their bellies to last out the noonday heat. Doe protective and cautious; fawn careless and unconscious – unaware of the eyes watching her from the bank. Age brings wisdom and experience, for the youthful heart is oblivious to…
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Growing Pains – A Poem
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Growing Pains – A Poem Why are these dreams that stretch out across my heart’s field of desire, That glisten Like droplets of drew sparkling on the morning grass, So hard to obtain, so hard to take to take hold of, And so hard to lasso and pull close to reality? The burden is bearing…
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Second Star To The Right – A Poem About Losing Childhood Innocence
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Second Star To The Right – A Poem About Losing Childhood Innocence My sanctuary of sanity Dresses in new robes everyday. Joyfully furnishing new rooms of solitude Only to find the door locked the very next day. The storm clouds gather, grow like weeds – Stubborn and unable to be wrought out. Their rains fueling,…
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Coming of Age – A Poem About Growing Up
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Coming of Age – A Poem About Growing Up I walk alone down the streets of time,Constantly searching, yearning for a home I can call mine.But the migrant bustle, hustle through the downtown streetsMakes it nearly impossible, a distant and unattainable feat.Who are these faces that stare back at me?Why do they appear so alive,…
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Daring to Dream – A Poem About Faith and Belief
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Let’s face it. Sometimes it’s difficult in our world of skeptics, cynics, and pessimists to keep our faith strong. Everywhere you turn there are articles, people, and influences steering you away from a belief in God and towards a belief in self. Our culture shows a similarity to the time of the Judges of Israel. “Everyone…
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Sweeping Up the Past – A Poem
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Sweeping up the shattered shards of old, unfulfilled dreams, He smiled, Knowing that what he’d been searching for Had stood right in front of him all along – He’d just needed the courage To reach out and grasp it, To release his grip on the past, Open up his hands, And let it shatter upon…
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The River
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Driven by the forces of the river. Drifting through the bends. Destined to be deposited into the vast, open sea where uncertainty begins. A longing makes its lodging deep inside, afraid of where I’m going, longing for what I’m leaving behind. I call out, “River, stop this instant. Throw me upon your banks. March me…
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Innocence
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The dogs of reason nip at my heels. I shout commands and blow my whistle, but still they refuse to yield. Like a veracious pack of hungry wolves, they won’t be satisfied until they kill and their bellies are full Sucking the life from my veins and draining everything but stark reality, desiring I may…
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