“Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves,
and it is tiresome for children to be always
Midweek Motif ~ Children
Poems ABOUT children ~ NOT poems for children.
I didn't mean to shout. In the USA, Mothers Day is 5/11 and Fathers Day is next month, and so we naturally think about children ~ our own or other people's. And each of us was a child once, a child we learn to cherish regardless of our histories. Or not. Today's motif is CHILDREN: around us, in the past, in the news, in literature, visible and invisible.
Lichtenstein postcard |
On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.
The infinite sky is motionless overhead and the restless water is boisterous. On the seashore of endless worlds the children meet with shouts and dances.
They build their houses with sand, and they play with empty shells. With withered leaves they weave their boats and smilingly float them on the vast deep. Children have their play on the seashore of worlds. . . .
(Read the rest at http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174939)
Nursing
You by Erica Jong
On the first night
of the full moon,
the primeval sack of ocean
broke,
& I gave birth to you
little woman,
little carrot top,
little turned-up nose,
pushing you out of myself
as my mother
pushed
me out of herself,
as her mother did,
& her mother's mother before her,
all of us born
of woman.
. . . .
of the full moon,
the primeval sack of ocean
broke,
& I gave birth to you
little woman,
little carrot top,
little turned-up nose,
pushing you out of myself
as my mother
pushed
me out of herself,
as her mother did,
& her mother's mother before her,
all of us born
of woman.
. . . .
(Read the rest at: http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/erica_jong/poems/2855.html )
For more inspiration, see the POEM SAMPLER
Poems on the joys of parenting babies, toddlers, and teenagers.
at The Poetry Foundation
Please:
1. Post your poem about Children on your site, and then link it here.
2. Share only original and new work written for this challenge.
3. Leave a comment here.
4. Honor our community by visiting and commenting on others' poems.
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Sorry to arrive so early at the party, but we're off cycling. I love next week's prompt. Can't wait to start on it.
ReplyDeleteThank you for this week's. I've had a ball working on it.
See you folks this evening.
Have a great day. Seems like you've already started on next week's prompt!
DeleteGood Morning, Poets. My poem is about me as a child, and maybe the artist as child too. Of course, Mr. Linky is acting weird again, but I'm on the job trying to adjust him.
ReplyDeleteFixed!
DeleteOh, the joys of parenting.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your poem, Laurie.
Deleteme again -- oh that video is just - just one of the best things I've seen or heard lately. Thank you for that.
ReplyDeleteOff now, I'm being shouted at.
It is, isn't it? We usually get McCay's anger poems, but this one is McCay as well.
Deleteah, children are what i have dedicated my life to serving...
ReplyDeletewill see what i can cook up for you susan
Looking forward to it!
DeleteOh Susan I thought I had already posted it and was a bit surprise not seeing my post and ...thanks for such a wonderful prompt...and a beautiful video :)
ReplyDeleteThank you for this gem! Sorry about the Mr. Linky glitches. He's often ill, or I haven't learned his language yet.
DeleteWelcome back, Mary! Thanks for the Grandmother poem.
ReplyDeleteThis was rough... But still, thank you for the lovely prompt!
ReplyDeleteThank you for composing what was in your heart. I treasure your poem.
DeleteI loved your poem, too. It touched my heart very deeply. Hi kids, am as always hours behind up here in Canada, eh? We're just slow that way! All of your poems are wonderful. Great topic, Susan, and I am smiling at the memories next week's prompt brings me.
DeleteSusan,
ReplyDeleteI have had a necessary sabbatical from constant writing, over the past few weeks. A return, prompted by a meaningful prompt. A strong influence in my writing, from the view of childhood cruelty..
Eileen
Powerful poem! I added your link above.
DeleteThank you for reconnecting me Susan!
ReplyDeleteYou are welcome!
DeleteTagore never ceases to amaze me. A perfect quote.
ReplyDeleteChildren really are a joy to watch and learn from.
Thanks for another delightful prompt Susan.
I agree. Thank you!
DeleteSo much can be written about children ' but a time comes when they have to go and make a world of their own. Sharing two poems -beautiful joyful prompt full of love and life. Thank you Susan for this wonderful opportunity at Poets United.
ReplyDeleteAnjum, thank you for sharing these expressions of love!
DeleteHow fortuitous that I was just inspired to write a poem about children! :)
ReplyDeletePS Love your well-chosen quotes, Susan.
DeleteAnd oh yes, that video - perfection.
DeleteI'm glad you enjoyed the prompt, Rosemary. Your poem is perfect.
DeleteGood topic, Susan. I like the examples you gave.
ReplyDeleteMine is up at:
https://purplepeninportland.wordpress.com/2014/05/08/a-childs-resilience/
Thank you, PPP. I added you to the Linky so others can visit your fine poem.
DeleteSorry for posting late...obstacles and obligations....love the theme. Thanks, Susan!
ReplyDeleteAn amazing poem! There is the child in me who loves to push buttons.
DeleteChildren are changelings. They take on their surroundings. wonderful prompt, Susan!
ReplyDeletehttp://wojisme.wordpress.com/2014/05/08/girls-and-boys-and-gulls/
Good to see you, Walt.
DeleteGood to see you, Loredana. We look forward to your visits.
ReplyDeleteThank you for providing the platform to express my thoughts...taking tiny steps in the blog world I enjoyed the opportunity.
ReplyDeleteThank you for posting your beautiful poem with us, Arathi.
DeleteWonderful readings this week., Poets. Childhood. We never finish with it, thank God. Continue to use this prompt all you wish, but consider posting your poems in Mary's pantry tomorrow as I move on to read poems at the Garden and the Pub.
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