👃🤥 I never got over anything that happened to me as a child, adult me can endure anything but that little girl deserved better❤️🩹 #bullying #bulliedchild #bulliedchildren #bulliedchildhood #nose #bignose #bignosegirl #bignosepositivity #bulliedforlookingdifferent #innerchild #poetry #instagrampoetry #instapoetry #poemsaboutchildhood
stream-of-consciousness poem about childhood summers, while awaiting this one coming 🌊🐚🌷🌲🌸 - - - #poems #originalpoetry #streamofconsciousness #writing #childhoodpoems #poemsaboutchildhood #canadianwriter #youngcanadianwriters
It's been a while since I've posted a poem on here, so here you go! This is an extract from a poem that I wrote for one of my monthly ko-fi supporters. For only £5 a month, I offer each of my supporters a unique poem via email. This poem is about a teddy bear that was sold in the 30s, and got passed down through the generations until it found an owner that treasured it, into her adulthood and beyond. I'd love to hear you thoughts - what do you think? Should I start sharing poetry more frequently? 😊 . . #poetsofinstagram #poemextract #ko-fi #kofirewards #readerssupportingwriters #treasured #teddybear #poemsaboutchildhood #memories #handmedowns
for peehu attached : golden cards and birthday cards from preschool, to remind you that you're a star ⭐ posting at 2 am, with true wilful disregard for convention (instagram algo) recycling an old poem from a year ago, because I haven't been able to get myself to write poetry for over 6 months now. life has been overwhelming, it had always been but somehow at some point I made room for writing poems. But how is a poet to even write, when the same five words keep spinning in their orbit, I Don't Want To Be Here Let's go somewhere else when the poet, hasn't felt enveloped in a strong feeling for so long, when purpose takes over poet's life when there is an audience in the poet's head which never wants the poet to write, when words are never enough for the poet anymore. I honestly missed kitchendancing and writing poem sm, so while I plot how to get over my writers block (which I'm slowly doing better at btw hehe, I edited a lot new in this poem) I'll also be turning this into a visual archive !!!!! Like I've always wanted to do that And girlblogging as usual letsgeddir (I should overshare less is what I learnt the last time also) #wilfuldisregardtoconvention . . . . ignore 😠 . #poem #poetry #contemporarywriters #tumblrwritings #letters #poetrywriting #drabbles #childhoodpoems #poemsaboutchildhood #writeaway #writingcommunity #writingcommunityofinstagram #poetrycommunity (Pls ignore the hasjthagts )
something i wrote for @spewingpr0mpts’ latest prompt (use the words alive, bloom, tainted) 🥰 💌💌💌 hiii i’m shreya! i’m 17 and love writing poetry & songs. my fav book is “my sister’s keeper” by jodi picoult. my fav music artists are gracie abrams, taylor swift, zach bryan, and griff. i also love guitars (but idk how to play one), sunsets and iced coffee. my very first book, poetic insomnia, will be out february 23! hope to see you here again soon :) #poetry #promptpoetry #threewordchallenge #poemsaboutchildhood #poemsaboutgrowingup #growingup #perksofbeingawallflower #naturepoetry #poems #teenwriter #teenage
A little sonnet on infancy and willows - The Willow’s Long Hair I don’t remember who I was when I was seven, Like a willow tree that pours over a pond, reflecting heaven I, forlorn weep for the summers I cannot recall. Though, I recall a yearning for hair that was long and the colour of my father’s eyes So I grew it out for her, for me. I once grew tired of wishing bones and lucky rabbit feet, Now I find them in everything I see. I wished upon a pearl once, for a dog or two or three, And I had everything I wanted, til we had to leave. And maybe I never forgave my life for what it did to me, Though perhaps in time I’ll recollect her and she’ll forgive me. Like the willow I am bent and old despite my youth, Like the willow I do not fight the winds of change, I no longer shield the truth, or challenge the weather. And like the willow I will weep and remember. - - - #poetry #poet #writer #trending #author #literature #bookstagram #newpost #new #writersofinstagram #poesia #poema #poeta #poemsabouttrees #poemsaboutchildhood #poemsaboutlife #trees #willowtree
Monday night was cubs night "The Falcons" v "The Kestrels" Down at Mafeking Church Hall. I only really joined because They had a football team Who played in red and white But pretty soon i found myself inculcated In Baden Powell's Imperial Plan. We'd salute the flag, respect the queen Make promises we'd never keep "Akela we will do our best!" "Cubs do your best!" "We will do our best!" (Akela, it turned out later, Was copping off with Brown Owl after hours...) There was pride In our appearance; Our woggles taught, Our garters tight That came out at inspection. We'd line up in our sixes for the firing squad Await Akela's verdict. " And Cub Scout of the week is....." It never would be me. My six was usually 4 or 3 Sometimes two And once just me. But Hey! That was the week I WAS! Fit to burst , I hurried home To tell my mum "I'm cub scout of the week! "They said I showed great perspiration!" Badges were a Herculean challenge; Home help badge- wash up for a week Mapreading badge - avoid the quicksand, find a pub Reading badge - discuss why Swallows and Amazons may be history's greatest work of fiction - The Entertainer's badge - perform alongside the gorgeous Shelley Peters in the panto and don't forget your lines But sport was where we excelled; Flap the kipper Crab football Peter Healey, flicking his eyelids inside out, (A sport he made his own) He cried the night that Elvis died. I hardly knew who Elvis was. That said it all. In time I grew too big for cubs. The jumper shrank and Shorts were square And all great athletes quit while they're ahead. But I've still got the old green jumper, Got the badges sewn right down the sleeve, Still got the neckerchief And with conscription looming, Those things might be useful Only thing is - oh no! I think I've lost my woggle! #poem #childhood #poemsaboutchildhood #cubscout #boy #bristol
never stop singing despite the rust on your gears - - - - #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poemsofinstagram #writers #writersofinstagram #literature #poemsaboutchildhood #poet #contemporarypoetry
I know I’ve written about autumn and change to death but I read an excerpt from Talin Tahajian’s poem ‘It’s November Again’ this week in which she writes ‘sometimes, I just want to cover myself in tiny electric blankets and cry forever.’ What a painfully relatable concept. In November, most of the leaves have already fallen. Thanks to Britain’s heavy rainfalls they aren’t quite as fun to look at or kick through. It’s not quite Christmas yet despite what retailers try to tell you. This is the sadder part of autumn, the post-pumpkin carving part where you have to rely on the lamp posts to show you the way home because it’s so dark outside when you finish work. I don’t own multiple electric blankets. I do however own multiple hot water bottles. I decided to use Talin’s verse as a prompt, and this is what I came up with. #poetry #instapoets #originalpoetry #instagrampoetry #poetrycommunity #poetrygram #poetrysociety #poetrylovers #creativewriting #poemoftheday #poemsofinstagram #sadpoems #sadpoetry #poems #depressingpoems #introvertpoems #poemsaboutlove #autumnpoemz #autumnpoetry #poemsaboutchildhood #childhoodpoems #poetryisart #poetryforthesoul
Childhood is probably my favourite thing to write about, not necessarily because it’s easy but because it’s fun to revisit old memories. A lot of people speak of or write about their youth in a wistful, somber tone and, whilst this poem doesn’t deviate from that, I’ve tried to end the poem on a positive note. Positive for me, anyway. Although my younger self is now a ghost, she’s a friendly, happy, ghost who is constantly watching out for me and visits me all the time when I’m writing. I can suss out liars and pretenders from miles away thanks to her. She sits on my shoulder in the angel position. I love this poem. It was a very quick write, though I’m wary that the line regarding the stars is a bit mushy. I almost followed up the first line of the second stanza with ‘you’ll always find yourself crying at the sky and not knowing why.’ I think we ended up with the better option. #poetry #instapoets #originalpoetry #instagrampoetry #poetrycommunity #poetrygram #poetrysociety #poetrylovers #creativewriting #poemoftheday #poemsofinstagram #sadpoems #sadpoetry #poems #depressingpoems #introvertpoems #poemsaboutlove #lovepoetry #lovepoems #poemsaboutchildhood #childhoodpoems #poetryisart #poetryforthesoul
Innocent Youth 👫 #poems #poetry #childhood #poemsaboutchildhood #bipolarpoetry #innocentyouth #poetsofinstagram #poetssociety #poetrygram #poetrycommunity
[tin can] ~~~ The little girl Sits in a bare room [tin can] Looking out the window The sky is black and Planet earth is blue She gazed at the lit windows Shining strangers' light Through her solitary reflection Major Tom's circuits are dead There's something wrong Can they hear her? #poetry #poemsaboutchildhood #majortom
“The Rising of the Love Child” confronts the feelings I have about my biological father that abandoned me. As an adult, sometimes that trauma can still sneak into my daily life and I realize I’m still not fully healed, even after all these years. #poetry #life #writingcommunity #writersofinstagram #poet #poems #poem #writingtherapy #poetrylovers #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poemoftheday #poemsdaily #poetryislife #poetrygram #life #poetsandwriters #poemsaboutchildhood #abandonmentissues #childhoodtrauma
Old Photographs 📸 | from May 2023 #griefpoems #griefpoem #griefpoetry #suicidelosssurvivors #poemsaboutchildhood #darkpoems #darkpoetry #darkpoetsociety #poetryaboutloss #poemsaboutloss #losspoems #writtenthoughtsandfeels #writersofinstagram #dissociationpoetry #amnesiapoetry #childhoodamnesia #cptsdpoem #cptsdpoetry #gratefulforthegoodtimes
Have you heard of @threadlitmag by @chillsubs_official ? Every week, there is a theme, and poems are shared via @threads with a tag. Each day, an accepted poem is shared by Thread Lit Mag, and at the end of the week, all the pieces are compiled into a tiny #litmag This week's theme was Childhood and Monsters, and though I didn't make the cut (it's some tough competition!), I still really like what I came up with. Sharing my poem "Monsters Love The Dark" from Threads. . . #poem #poetry #threads #threadspoetry #threadspoems #littlepoems #poet #arizonapoet #poemsaboutgrowingup #poemsaboutchildhood #Monsters #childhoodmonsters #literarycommunity #literarymagazine #literarymagazinesubmissons #threadslitmag #sadpoems #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity
Sky looked fascinating Looking up the shooting stars And blowing the wishes .. The raindrops made me dance To the days when life was .. Happy and Sad in moments .. To the days when friends were The partners of life .. To the days when life was All about winning the games .. To the days when I was A carefree child laughing my heart out .. To the days when I was A greedy foodie eating till I die To the days when life was All about the present and the 'presents'!! To those cherishing memories of Life.. -- Vaibhavi Nautiyal #poemsaboutlife #indianpoetess #instagrampoets #vaibhavinautiyalpoems #vaibhavinautiyalquotes #poemsaboutchildhood #twinklingpoems #loveforchildhood #friendstilleternity #lifeonthepath
We sometimes miss things that happened in the past,at times we don't even realise that we miss them. One such thing is our old self,when we were kids we didn't live our lives so fiercely. We lived our lives ,unlike now where surviving itself has become a big task. We had that innocence that kept us away from most of the bad things around us. We would pay attention to the little things like the puppies,flowers and plants in the roadside,we would always be amazed by seeing the rainbow,rain always got us happy. We experienced all these in our childhood. Now that our life has become the opposite we don't have time to pay attention to these little things. For some people all they wish for is to go back to that phase of life even if it's for just one day Comment your pov below 👇🏻 Prompt used: I hope I can be with you for just one day My heartfelt thanks to @100ofvisions. If you hadn't posted those lovely prompt list I wouldn't have written a poem that's close to my heart and the fact that the prompt is from one of my fav song makes it even more special for me. I'm truly grateful to you. #promptsbyarfa #Randomwriter #randomthoughts #Instapoetry #poemsonchildhood #Childhood #poemsaboutchildhood #Justoneday #englishpoems #Juneprompts #bestfriend #rainbow #rain #happiness #happinessinlittlethings
Enjoy this dramatic silly poem about a childhood game I used to play called “Ghost in the Graveyard.” #poem #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poemoftheday #poemsociety #poemsofinstagram #poemsaboutchildhood #poemsofig #igpoets #queerpoet
It’s been quite awhile since I’ve had the time to sit down and write- it’s a busy season of life currently and the day to day of home life needs to take priority for the time being. However, our youngest turned five and somehow I’ve entered a phase of motherhood without toddlers which feels like a momentous shift. I’ve been writing some poems in the short spaces of time I have (eventually I’ll get them to the website) and I thought I’d share part this one for now. Still a work in progress- For you, Sophie, on your birthday 💕 Chasing Time by Candice Mrazik I. I knelt in the yard Fingers in the earth Getting things done Or so I thought She sat on the steps in front of me chatter-talk playing Solid Or so I thought Until I heard time fly off her tongue in a laugh Fluttering by on the breeze When I looked up She was already gone Footsteps through the dirt As I ran after II. I realized Or perhaps had always known That despite what people say about daughters She may or may not come back to me Since time is not linear It will not stretch our connection (a rubber band til she snaps back to me) Or circular It is A perfect ellipsis Sun and moon whirling in gravitational pull Connected yet separate if she returns She will be forever changed III. Still, It remains Someday If you ever glimpse her Our eyes are shooting stars Infinitely falling through each other’s universe . . . . . . . . . . #motherhoodpoetry #poemsaboutchildhood
Dreaming of being six #poemsaboutchildhood #poetrycommunity #poems #jumpersforgoalposts #jumblesale #etheral #dreams
MEMORIES OF A 6-YEAR-OLD BOY (And Fullwell Avenue). Takes something out you to re- write, that was hard a complete re-write, #poetrycommunity #poetry #portrait #childhood #poemsaboutlife #poemsaboutchildhood #70stoys #jumblesale #Scrumpin #SwallowsandAmazons
Childhood! @sybilwettasinghe @firefly.un_ltd #childhoodmemories #poemsaboutchildhood
~ as a child ~ #selfdiscovery #selfdevelopment #poemattempts #poetryattempts #poem #poems #poetry #poemsaboutchildhood #asachild #journeying #self
Just a reminder that both my poetry collections are available to pick up from @live.canon. Link in bio and stories 💜. . . . . . . . . . #poetrycollection #poetrylovers #poetryaddict #poetry #readalittlepoetry #booklover #chaletbetweenthickears #whatsortofbirdareyou #poemsofinstagram #poemsaboutlove #poemsaboutchildhood #poemsaboutgrief #writingpoetry #poetryisnotdead #poetrycommunity #feminism #womenempowerment #poetrycommunity #poetrybook #poetryforsale #lovepoems #poet #tessafoleypoet #tessafoleypoetry
Nailing down the feeling (one time I partially decapitated a snake with the Lee Valley push mower, my mom had to chop it off with a shovel and then I held a funeral service for it). #nostalgia #childhoodnostalgia #coolasamoose #barharbor #technotronic #walkman #sonywalkman #poetryofinstagram #poetrycommunity #thisispoetry #poetryeveryday #poetrylovers #poemsaboutchildhood #poetryisnotdead #poetryisnotaluxury #writepoetry #poetrydaily #freeversepoetry #freeverse #poemsociety #poemoftheday #poemofig
Don’t repeat the same mistakes (mistaken forever and ever, teenagers are a loop that forgets). #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers #poetsofinstagram #poemaday #teenagepoetry #showsaboutteenagers #teenagenostalgia #poemoftheday #apoemaday #poemsociety #poemlove #poetryaccount #poetryeveryday #freeverse #freeversepoetry #poemsbyme #poemsaboutlove #poemsaboutchildhood #nostalgiapoet
A MOTHER'S PRESENCE IS THE ONE THING A CHILD WILL FOREVER BE GRATEFUL FOR. #poems #poetryislife #poetryisart #poetrydaily #poemsaboutchildhood #nostalgic #poetrycommunity #poetrypage #poembyafeose
Running down a dream: #poetry #apoemaday #poemsaboutlife #poemsaboutchildhood #swimminglessons #ymca #childrenslibrary #poetrygram #poetryofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #poemofadeadsong #poetrydaily #freeversepoetry #freeverse #latenightpoems
Lake From the pier, the water looks majestic, reflecting the endlessness of the sky. With an adult toe, he tears a cloud, its frayed edges resembling candy floss, the official sponsor of childhood nostalgia. Then, the smells of fried batter and melted sugar return, arriving in on bygone air, along with the sight of himself as a boy, wearing hair shaped by home scissors. He is about 4, going off the size of his shoes, and is uncharacteristically quiet, although only temporarily, the inflated price worth every penny for the deflated volume granted to parental ears, yearning for five minutes of peace. The end of endless nattering brought about by the same stickiness that coaxed and coated tongue and little fingers respectively. Always in dreams it is like this, he observes. Memories are seen, not through his own eyes, but another’s. Some unknown eternal, standing by and taking notes, so tales can be re-enacted when the child then grown, longs for the innocent days of youth. #poetryofinstagram #nostalgia #poemsaboutchildhood
#childhood #poemsaboutchildhood #children #happychildren #joyfulchildren
“Love’s Evolution” by Bridget Vargas #poetry #lovepoems #instapoets #latinapoets #openheartpoetry #evolutionoflove #evolution #poemsaboutlove #poemsaboutchildhood #growingup #naturevsnurture
#day30 of #napowrimo and today's @letsescapril prompt was #itsgettingdark - and with that, we're done for this year. #escapril #dailyprompt #poetry #poem #poetsofinstagram #amwriting #writingcommunity #writergram #writersofinstagram #shetlandpoetry #shetlanddialect #whatshetlandmeanstome #poemsaboutdriving #poemsaboutchildhood
#day20 of #napowrimo and today's @letsescapril prompt was #tryingtobegood #escapril #dailyprompt #poetry #poem #poetsofinstagram #amwriting #writingcommunity #writergram #writersofinstagram #poemsaboutmentalhealth #poemsaboutchildhood #peoplepleaser
#day17 of #napowrimo and today's @letsescapril prompt was #garden. Of course it called for more dialect and childhood memories #escapril #dailyprompt #poetry #poem #poetsofinstagram #amwriting #writingcommunity #writergram #writersofinstagram #shetlandpoetry #shetlanddialect #whatshetlandmeanstome #poemsaboutfamily #poemsaboutchildhood #gooseberries
#day11 of #napowrimo and today's @letsescapril prompt was 'An Odd Number of...'- this one was a tricky one, and the best I could manage was a childhood memory #escapril #dailyprompt #poetry #poem #poetsofinstagram #amwriting #writingcommunity #writergram #writersofinstagram #anoddnumberof #poemsaboutchildhood #poemsaboutschool #groupwork #workinginthrees
Dear Mom and Dad, I care for you More than I care for daylight And miss you when there is distance But whenever I see you I see my younger self My younger self who felt trapped Who yearned to escape A life owned by others My younger self who sought love In people covertly cruel My younger self whose energy Lacked prudent calculation My younger self who disappointed you And although my skin grew thick My soul between grass and marble And my heart is barricaded It still needs prodigious time To heal To love me To finally see me More than I see disappointment More than I see heavy memories In time I will forget how they look like In time I will rejoice And embrace you Like I used to. Love, Jaz . . . . . . . . . . #poetry #sadpoetry #poems #creativewriting #poets #poemsaboutchildhood #poetsofinstagram #melancholy #selfcare #poemsaboutpast #poemsofinstagram #happiness #sadness #poetryforyourheart #chaos #youngerself #dearmomanddad #familytime #familylife #disappointment
Oh we got dreams. We the Monster in the Trees. . . . . . . . . #peartreebridge #miltonkeynes #peartreedinosaur #monsterinthetrees #whatsortofbirdareyou #poetlife #childhood #poetry #poetrybooks #poetrybook #poetrybookshelf #poemsaboutchildhood #birdwithadinosaurhead #dinosaur #triceratops
COTTON CANDY I have goosebumps from my memories, Again I want more and more delicious things! Sugar white lambs’ is undescribable bliss— Each ball of cotton candy’s a hundred roubles. I remember going for a walk with grandfather— He bought cotton candy for my sister and me. And we did love our grandfather— Besides, he played chess with us in his time free. I can revive all my memories— Cotton candy’s sold in our village. But it won’t revive our grandfather’s Attention—he died when came his age. {2019} САХАРНАЯ ВАТА От воспоминаний вновь мурашки – Хочется вкусняшек всё сильней! Сахарные белые барашки – Каждый шарик ваты – сто рублей! Помню, с дедом мы гулять ходили – Он с сестрой нам вату покупал. Дедушку безумно мы любили – С нами часто в шахматы играл. Я могу вернуть воспоминанья – Вату продают у нас в селе. Не верну лишь дедова вниманья – Дед давно покоится в земле… {17.01.2019} Translator - I. Toporov #poetry, #modernpoetry, #cottoncandy, #lionterpoetry, #childhood, #vladimirlionter, #poemsaboutchildhood, #lionter, #поэзия, #современнаяпоэзия, #сахарнаявата, #поэт, #стихиодетстве, #лионтерстихи, #владимирлионтер, #лионтер
Snowy Skirrid Story #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poetry #writersofinstagram #writing #writingcommunity #childhood #snow #skirridfawr #skirrid #monmouthshire #poemsaboutchildhood
Purpose. A life with meaning poetry #promptswithem Pine cones in my back pocket @e.l.withem #decemberprompts Don’t have innocent memories of when pine cones were precious jewels There were playful spirits and collecting conkers Belief in magic, not true Passion, yes, and forced innate belief That one day, somehow, I could achieve something with meaning Loved from my soul Survival technique (I’d step into one, tiny, moment pure and freeing) Unspoken at my core Not even understood Knowing that could never be me But you imagine, years from now That I’ll be different A moment of adult relief #memories #imagination #dreams #poetryanddreams #hopeandpoetry #youngerlife #lookingbackmovingforward #poemsaboutchildhood #poetrycommunity #poetryisnotdead #poetrylovers #poetrytribe #poetryaboutdreams #numbpoem #writingconfused #writepoemsforthesoul #writepoemswithimages #writepoems💕 #writepoemseveryday #writestories #writestoriesunclear #writingwomenofinstagram #instawomenwriters #instagramwomenwriters #womenwritingoninsta #womenpoetsonig #womenspoetry #womenspoetryoninsta
nostalgia is at an all time high when home for the holidays 🖤 • • • • • #selfpublished #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #poemsaboutchildhood #torrancebeach #torrancecalifornia #torranceca #southbaylife #poemsaboutcalifornia
I posted a new original poem on my website. If you want to check it out… www.rinakenney.com ❤️ 🌹 🐍 #poetry #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #growingupcatholic #folkcatholicism #mary #ourlady #poemsaboutchildhood #poetryisnotaluxury #poemoftheday #poetrylovers
Three new poems on my Ko-fi account - but I shared this particular one because my granny would have been 77 today if she was still alive. Please head to the link in my bio to read, and if you can spare a few coffers that would be lovely too 😘 #poetry #poem #poetsofinstagram #poemsaboutchildhood #granny #garden #childhoodmemory #berries #flowers #plants #kofi #linkinbio
#howtofly #poemsaboutthebeach #poemsaboutchildhood #poemsaboutaustralia #poemsaboutflying #poemsaboutbirds #poemsofnostalgia #poemsaboutgrowingup #poetsofinstagram #poetscommunity #poemsofhome #ifiwereabird #joybirdpoetry #poetryofjoybirdpoetry Taken from my poem How to Fly How to Fly There is a place I once knew where the sand bars hid magic in the swirling salt waters borrowed from the drifting currents of an outgoing tide. Miniscule sand crabs dwelled beneath bubbles in wet sand scuttling for cover from the circling sea birds that drifted on oceanic airstreams. I remember following the tracks of the herons and cormorants arms out to my sides catching the updraughts imagining that I too could fly. Did my brother birds watch curiously as I raced along the shore kicking soft sand behind me bare feet flying over dunes and ridges splashing through warm waters? I was flying alongside them parallel to the sky running into the afternoon sun the force of salt and sand and wind lifting me to freedom. There is a place I once knew where the sand bars hid magic in the swirling salt waters. There is a place I once knew where my imagination flew into infinity. Joy ©joybirdpoetry
My dad used to have an epic loonie collection that he kept in our workshop in an old Mason jar. I remember spending hours in that workshop just looking through all of our stuff, like a little detective. Memory is a funny thing. I can remember almost everything in that workshop (an old Coke bottle that got deformed by our furnace, a framed copy of the poem Desiderata that I read a million times, our old stove that somehow was never discarded and just had a permanent place in the workshop 😅) but I can't put together a time-line of what happened in my 20's without fact-checking. Loonie Jar from Shadow Work 🔮✨💫 @labeewriting #childhoodmemories #poemsaboutchildhood #poetrybooks2021 #shadowwork #arianesigner #shadowworkpoems
I’ve written three short poems since the death of my friend’s father last week. Two of them make me sad. This one makes me happy. #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #poems #poem #poet #poemsaboutchildhood #poemsaboutfish #mourning #writersofinstagram #writer #writing #writingcommunity #childhood #fishing #captreefishing
The @live.canon competition anthology 2021 featuring amazing poems including the beeeautiful winner “Dear Bees” by Emma Simon. And including my poem “If You’re not Scared” every word written for Kev. . . . . . . . #poetry #poetryanthology #livecanon #poemsaboutloss #childhood #poetsandwriters #grief #griefpoetry #losspoetry #poemsaboutchildhood #poetrycompetition #lovepoems #lovepoetry #family #deathpoetry #growingup
Posted @withregram • @poemsindia TOYS IN AN ABANDONED HOME I spot my blue fish, amongst the curly-haired dolls. Opening this room, feels like ripping a bandage, like digging a grave for another version of me, like informing a freezing hand, about the sun miles away. The pitter-patter of rain stops, I drop the broom by the side of the bed, the dolphin from Bangalore, is what I had named the blue fish. At 7, I told her about the end of summer vacation, and I wish I could still discuss disappointments left and felt in other cities. We also fixed the pink rabbit it was stuck in the clock tower. There are days, I understand, why it wouldn’t move around its little house, each time the clock strikes 12. The tiny doll is my mother’s key chain, a symbol of exhaustion, left in the keyhole often. And then the house was prodded, in the name of the doll’s absence. Until it was discovered, by someone less tired. Memories, violent and audacious, they too, poke and prod in the name of your absence. And I wish I could tell them, we wouldn’t be finding meaning in dead things, if only we had been less tired. By Kavya Lakhani (@kavyalakhani916 ) #poemsaboutchildhood #poemsofinstagram #poemsofig #poemsindia #poetrycommunity #poemsaboutlove #poemsaboutlife #poems #poemsoninstagram #poemssociety #poemssocietyofig #poemssocietyofinstagram
So Long Sweet Summer, or Whatever Chris Carrabba Said I remember when the songs of the cicadas meant sleeping in And staying up telling ghost stories with my friends Before the time of helicopters and we could run free To play our games And just be When road trips with my grandma reigned supreme And seeing cousins we hadn’t seen since the last summer Them taking us on adventures through their hometowns With famous soft-serve and sleeping in basements Being taught how to drive at the lake when we could barely see over a steering wheel And the distant, distinct sounds of rattle snakes could be heard I remember when the tune of the ice cream truck How we could always find change And nothing has tasted like a Screwball since When the hot sun would beat down and we barely noticed Sweat pouring from head to toe Running through sprinklers to cool off And sewing our tags to our bathing suits for the public pool Everything was easy and hard at the same time Fourth of July parties with coworkers that became friends that became family And feeling my first touch of existential dread as the days got shorter School would start soon The dread would give way to excitement because we could show off all our new clothes that first week Before we ruined them on the playground made of wood Or spilled our carton of chocolate milk at lunch because the damn thing wouldn’t open So we’d say, “so long, sweet summer,” as we walked in through our school doors To begin anew - Cassidy Rose . . . . . . #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #writersofinstagram #writingcommunity #writer #poet #dallaspoetry #dallaspoet #dashboardconfessional #chriscarrabba #summertime #poemsaboutchildhood #poemsaboutsummer
A poem about a certain man in my life that has continuously let me down throughout the years. Even though he’s a liar and a coward, I still hope to see him. I still hope for him to reach out, hope for him to change. I know he’s selfish. I know he’s full of bitter anger, but I know I can’t stop caring just because he’s hurt me. (special thanks to @mvttyd for helping me edit this one :p) #sadpoems #poems #poemsofinstagram #poetry #poemsfromtheheart #poemsaboutpain #poemsaboutchildhood
A haiku poem. . skin tapped metal sings fingers brush wrought iron gates urban melody picked dandelions brought home to makeshift vases toes swing heavenly knees meet gravel; bleed tears wiped dry by loving hands magic potions heal days end, eyelids droop drifting into happy dreams lips to forehead seal . #poem #haikupoem #haikupoetry #amwriting #childhood #poemsaboutchildhood #poemsaboutmydaughter #poetry #poetryandimages #playground #imagery #poetcommunity #poetsofinstagram #writingcommunity #writersofinstagram
Hey everyone!!! Here’s my first ever collab!!! I’m so happy to tell you that it’s with the beautiful and talented @allthatcollage 💙💙💙💙 She created these wonderful, amazing and impactful illustrations and I couldn’t be more fortunate to share this experience with her🥺❤️❤️❤️ The poem is by me, and it’s one that talks about pain, childhood and identity crisis, so it’s definitely a vulnerable and deep piece. I hope that you all understand the place I’m coming from and can reflect on this💙 . . . . . . . . . 🏷 #handmadecollage #collagedesign #digitalcollageart #collageartwork #collageart #collageartists #collage #poetry #poetryisnotdead #poemsaboutchildhood #poet# #poetrycommunity #poems #poetsofinstagram #art #instagood #instagram #mixedmedia #artwork #poemsofinstagram #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #artistsoninstagram #collageartwork #poemsoftheday
#poemoftheday I wrote this yesterday while my students were writing to a prompt about how people sometimes denigrate and assert superiority over others based on how they speak (as Henry Higgins did to Eliza Doolittle in “My Fair Lady”). This little memoir poem popped into my head with ease, and my middle-school students laughed out loud when I read it to them. I hope you will, too. . . . . . #rhymingpoetry #poem #slang #idioms #parenting #generationaldifferences #language #poetry #humorouspoetry #susanllipson #poemsaboutchildhood #poemsaboutdads #judging #jargonbuster #linguistics #grammar #grammarpolice #grammarmatters #grammarly #grammaticallycorrect #poetrycommunity #teacherlife #authorteachercoach
tantrum . . . . . . . . . . . #poetrycommunity #poemsaboutchildhood #innerchild #freechild #trauma #therapeuticpoetry #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #poetsofpakistan
This one is for my dad, GG’s dad and all the other lovely dads out there. And I send my heartfelt love to all my friends who find this day painful, especially those who are going through the first of these days without their dads. #poems #poemsofinstagram #poetry #poetrycommunity #fatherhood #fathersday #fathersanddaughters #poemsaboutfathers #dads #scottishpoets #scottishpoetry #scottishwriters #scottishwomenwriters #motherswriting #poemsaboutchildhood #womenwriting
as a kid i trusted crayons more than adults not much has changed #lit5037 #uwfinstituteforinstagrampoetics #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poemsaboutchildhood #crayons #visualpoetry
Would the younger you like you ? #innerchildhealing #innerchildwork #innerchildcomingout #innerchildchats #playdatewithyourself #havefun #childhoodmemory #loveyourinnerchild #selflove #adulthood101 #poemsdaily_ #poemsaboutchildhood
Hello- I’ve lost count of what day it’s supposed to be - I think I wrote the wrong date at one point so that didn’t help #poemaday #poetry #poems #amateurpoets #poemsaboutchildhood #poemsaboutelephants #amateurpoetry
#day14 of #napowrimo and today's #escapril prompt was #wishbone @letsescapril #napowrimo2021 #escapril2021 #poemsaboutchildhood #poemsaboutfood #shetlanddialect #shetlandpoetry #whatshetlandmeanstome #poetsofinstagram #poem #poetry #sundayroast #sundaylunch #sundaydinner
I go ice fishing in the hole of my childhood reel in empty hooks #shortpoem #shortpoetry #poemsaboutchildhood
#day5 of #napowrimo and today's #escapril prompt was #hereswhatiremember - here's another I made earlier, named 'Bonhoga' which is the Shetland word for a place from one's childhood. @letsescapril #bonhoga #shetlanddialect #shetlandpoetry #whatshetlandmeanstome #napowrimo2021 #escapril2021 #poetsofinstagram #poetry #poem #poemsaboutchildhood
((CONTINUED IN THE CAPTION)) *TWIGGER WARNING* Subtle detailing of suicide, trauma, and assault Graveyards grow into an obsession, the gothic a fascination The macabre is a mollifying second ritual flesh worn at night Death becomes the way to really experience this wretched existence And your suffering is so fascinating to everyone, you whore In conclusion, your soul is what you have left to surrender At this never-ending picture show of all-consuming madness You've pursued this dance so many lives with unmitigated failure These hands would give anything for that smooth texture of metal Just to remember where to position and exactly how much pressure To deliver the final curtain call and all can retire home as they were Wholly entertained by you whilst you were yet upon this soil And you can finally disappear within the blazes of Hell, never to know cold again My first piece on another site. Not quite how @swan_songs_ found me, as that was my next piece -- an older one from college days gone by. This one is from the end of January. My first return to poetry after a sixteen year hiatus. #poet #poems #poetry #poetrylovers #poetrysociety #poetryisnotdead #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poemsaboutdepression #poemsaboutdeath #poemsaboutpain #poemsaboutabuse #poemsaboutsuicide #poemsabouttrauma #poemsaboutchildhood #sadpoems #darkpoetry #macabrepoetry #gothicpoetry #writer #writing #writingcommunity #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #spilledink #spilledwords
Константин Ваншенкин . . . . . . . . . . #стихотворение#стихи#стихиожизни#стихиодетстве#стихиодетях#стихиобвзрослении #девушкачитаетстихи#девушкачитает#актерскоемастерство#сценическаяречь #искусство#творчество#вдохновение#мастерство#театр#кино#хобби#могилев#беларусь #Actingskills #scenicbitterness #theater #voice #creativity #poemsaboutlife #poemsaboutchildhood #poemsaboutchildren #poems #mogilev #belarus