Poetry and Poems About Reclaiming The Inner Child
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A Child Hides Inside of Me
Floating upon clouds
Touching the stars
Exploring the universe
Both near and far.
Traveling the world
Swimming with mermaids
Flying with birds.
She dreams in castles
High atop mountain peaks
Of unicorns and fairies
Of lions who speak.
A Child Grieves Inside of Me
For innocence lost and scars that bleed,
For broken promises,
For love that ends,
For all the losses
Time cannot mend.
Hurtful words un-thoughtful acts
The sting of which,
Cannot be taken back.
Gasping angry sobs
Rage against tyranny and hate,
Protesting unjust choices
The powerful make.
.
A Child Laughs Inside of Me
A delighted giggle at firefly light,
At making funny faces
At hanging upside down
Running through a field,
Or spinning round and round.
Instinctively knowing that laughter is a must
As necessary to living life
As belief, and faith, and trust.
Better for healing than potion or tonic
Its power can be found
When pure joy and happiness
Burst forth into sound.
A Child Lives Inside of Me
Protected from doubt and disbelief
Safely unaware that the world has changed
She believes in the hero's hat of white
In good over evil,
And the absolute of wrong and right.
Stirring the memories of simpler days
When awe and wonder
Marked our childhood play.
My past child-self,
Residing in the heart of a more jaded me
Making it possible
For us both to believe.
Kristen Burns-Darling 2010
Tender Loving Care for Your Inner Child
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Very well said.
I loved them! I especially enjoyed the first one as I recall being a kid and looking at the stars, imagining swimming with mermaids when I looked upon the beach....so beautiful the words and fantasies you remember as a child.
Our Inner Child is always with us, even when we don't notice Her/Him.
tnderheart23 and Karen Wodke- Thank you both for your kind words.
Pachuca213- I think that sometimes if we are lucky enough to be able to look back and remember when things weren't so complicated that those dreams we dreamt as children, help us to overcome some of the uglier moments of adult life, just by reminding us that simpler times are possible....If that makes sense?
I voted this up and the word I used was right there in fromt of me Awesome.!
I luv this, talking about spinning around and running in fields, making funny faces made me think of my childhood eventhough it isn't much a distant memory. reminds me of home where i was surrounded by fields and i could play in all day :) Amazing
I think you pretty much summed up the inner child still buried within us. Loved the title.
ahorseback - thank you very much!
Time2shine - Thank you for your kind words. The place that I grew up in had fields too, I actually live there now, except that all the fields are gone. Childhood is an amazing time, and I believe that all of us should keep a piece of that time in our hearts....
jimagain - Thank you so much!
This brings back sweet memories of some wonderful moments of my youth , thank you for sharing your work . Beautifully written .
@ jami l. pereira - You are welcome! I think that we all could benefit from remembering the sweetness of our childhoods, and translating some of it into our adult lives. Thanks again!
Well written poem... I enjoyed it. Wow! Interesting!
@TroyM - Thank you so much for the generosity of your time and the kindness of your comments, they are both welcomed and deeply appreciated.
Kristen
"Residing in the heart of a more jaded me
Making it possible
For us both to believe."
So beautiful and soft. You are truly an amazing writer.
@Silent Sinner - Thank you so much for the generosity of your time, and for your gracious comments, they are so very much welcomed and appreciated.
Kristen
I think a child lives eternally inside all of us but it becomes so buried in some people it never sees the light of day. Part of the true joy of life is seen through the innocent eyes of the child. Christmas always smelled the best when I was a child...the thought never is far from my mind in that season. So many experiences...so many fun memories. Thanks for reminding us and thanks for sharing. WB
@Wayne Brown - You are so very welcome. I couldn't agree with you more, I love to listen to my four year old's rambling explanations of new things or ideas she has discovered, that to you and I are everyday items or occurances that taken for granted, we don't even give any thought to. Thank you for the gift of your time and for your comments, they are always welcomed and deeply appreciated.
Kristen
tnderhrt23 Level 4 Commenter 17 months ago
Wow! This gave me chills! Beautifully said!