Child poetry
128 creative works found
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One Tree
by Wendy SleeOne tree, one solitary life, / One silhouette reaching into the sky. / One lone and weary traveller, / One road, that passes them by.
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This was taken in a dark room, with just enough daylight to highlight the feet. I opened the curtains a little just to allow the natural daylight in. My wife was holding Eli as I took the shot using a Tripod and remote . 100% of all proceeds from sale of all my art goes toward our Charity Projects in Deep Rural Africa. By purchasing any of my art or making a donation via our charity mission website, you will indeed bless a child and extreme poor in Isolated villages. Please log onto our Charity website for information, Video clips and Photograph’s. / http://www.philadelphia33.org/ Donate your art and save a child’s life! View all my artwork at: / http://www.redbubble.com/people/joshuatree1 Camera: Canon EOS 400D. ISO: 400. WB Auto
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Road to Narnia Lost in the clouds I find / A road before me clearly lies / Through the door a land so true / Full of magick for me and you To turn a page is all it takes / Your dreams to find / Your dreams to make So join me in the magick true / Come to the clouds & lead me through Copyright © 2005 SB, Quix
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This is an etching of a young child’s view using symbolic images of doors, a key and rats on the stairway to express her perception of a time and place. The drawing of the child’s face is not finished and much of the meaning of this drawing is reflected in her eyes. How do you interpret what she sees and feels and what the symbols in this drawing represent? This details of this drawing are best viewed in the larger format. Thanks to Sally Omar for pairing her eloquent poem with / “A Child”s View.” / So many questions..no answers yet / Times limitations..have not been set / Questioning eyes..filled with doubt / Not knowing yet..what life is about / There are doors..where secrets lie / Cannot determine..just why / A key to a heart..she is not really sure / Perhaps the key..is to a door / A door that will take her..to a different place / Where she will be grown..with a made-up face / Rats running past..or are they toys / Or do the rats..repesent little boys / The stairway goes up.. to another time / Will she be seven..or twenty-nine / A cloak covering life..she just can’t see / That’s because..she’s only three / So many questions..a life just begun / She should just play now..and have fun /
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Following a sailboat – her little girl near, safe – she stays with her crowdy hair. / All the sea (or ocean, it doesn’t matter) in front – water is mother too. Le’ts wait our time – to sail.
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First meeting with sea. Falling in love.
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Border Control
by JenniferBNSFW
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What lengths must we go to?
by JenniferBWhat lengths do we go to / to validate our existence / and immortalise ourselves?
This once is screaming out for me to do an image of it… / Sigh… Yet another unfinished project. xox
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A mountain festival celebrating morels. This child’s hair was vivid in the sun. I call him “Estill” after the county in which we were.
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This work is dedicated to Amber Elizabeth Fromm Donais. My fellow redbubble member inspired me to try adding my poetry in photoshop and this is the earlest effort that I feel confident enough with to add to my site. The art angel and child are from my original art work ‘Guardian”.
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Please lead me to my future / As I count on you to guide / Hold my hand firm, but yet gently / So I may walk along beside / / Please don’t walk too fast before me / As I can not match your stride / And the distance it creates / May find our holding hands now pryed / / Please leave me not in darkness / As I fear what I can’t see / Be my beacon shining brightly / Illuminate those things for me / / Please pass to me your wisdom / As you’ve walked this path before / And secure with your knowledge / I am free to path explore / / Please teach me solid values / Love, peace, passion, and much more / And right way to use these tools / To leave world better than before / / Please lead me to my future / As I count on you to guide / So in the future when I look back / I’ll be filled with love and pride / / This digital painting was inspired by how different parent and child relationships have become since I was a child. When I was a child my parents always found time for me, irregardless of how busy their schedules may have been. It seems that today, parents have replaced parenting with electronic devices… just plug the child into a video game or throw on a DVD for them to watch. / / This is very sad, and is also very scary. To all you parents with young ones… remember that you are ultimately the sculptor and your child the clay. Never rationalize away your time with your children because you were to busy. Believe me… the time goes by very quickly, and you will regret not having spent that time when you look back. Take the time to read that book to them every night, or to take them for a walk in the woods to discover and appreciate the wonderful gifts that nature has given us. / / The stock resource for the hands came from a wonderful photo by Déz Magnér of Sweden. You can see the original photo on the stock.xchng website at the link I have provided below. I loved this photo, as it showed the rough hands of a hard working man gently cradling the one of the child. These roughened hands told a story in itself, of the sacrifices this man was willing to make to assure his child’s future. The poem in the artwork was written by me to reflect both my own thoughts, and the ones portrayed in the artwork. / / ‘Hands’ by Déz Magnér / http://www.sxc.hu/photo/1014136 / / The original is 4800×9600 pixels at 300 pixels per inch. It was created in Photoshop. Because the original is so large and difficult to see over the internet, I have included a couple of detail cutaways below. Both cutaway images are still reduced by 50%, due to the size of the original artwork. / / / / / /
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Monster
by RebeccaWestonWhat made you into the monster / who made me go so wild? / Could I have stopped it? / No,.... / because I was just a child
When an abused child blames him/herself right into adulthood it can cause problems as he/she tries to understand what a ‘normal’ relationship should be. They can think of themselves as a ‘monster’ out of control, until she/he finally realises that they were not born a monster – he made them that way. The wonderful Earthmonster created this superb image Dark Secrets to accompany Monster. Thanks EM – for everything !! XX / Featured by Lifeline – 17th July 2009 Taken from a collection that I call C’est la vie! which I wrote many years ago and would have stayed hidden away without encouragement from dogfish / MCN: C60C7-D0ECF-0F733
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LOUISA MAY ALCOTT said: “I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.” FEATURED IN “FIRST THINGS” /
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i grieve like a mother / yet you were never my child / patterns of a life gone stale / have corrupted the hope you should have lived / i feel as though my hands have been tied for so long / always the heavy / yet with no rights of my own / how do i make something right / when i wasn’t the contaminant / my heart squeezing with pain / now that you are with another family / rather than your own / and you’re happy there / i am so glad / yet i know your place is here with me / my fear finally realized / after childhood fades / the charade of your life / becoming a memory / finally you have stability / something you have always deserved / and i hold you close in my heart / as i let you go / for only you know what is best for you now
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My inspiration for this piece .. I’ve never seen a purple cow, I never hope to see one / But anyway I’ll tell you now, I’d rather see than be one.
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Special thanks to Leon Walker for the beautiful poem and collaboration. Leon’s work All proceeds from the sale of this work will be donated to Make a Wish Foundation
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*original poetry
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