Haiku Poems About Childhood | Childhood Haiku Poems

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Poem Details | by Paul Callus |
Categories: remember, water,

A Water Haiku

the village pump-
in a gurgle
my childhood
- - - - - - - - - - - - Contest hosted by Mick Talbot

Poem Details | by Lu Loo |
Categories: childhood, family, happiness, love,

Haiku on My Family

Second Chance May 2016
Sponsor: Eve Roper

five generations
   connected to my grandpa
      kindred forefather

parents united
    unto them came four children
      love to go around

mother faced cancer
   a dear lady, my angel
      adulthood so strong

adoring siblings
   warmhearted and devoted
     affections of blood

money not vital
   wealthy in rich loyalty
      assets of true faith

our childhood dog Bo
   my sweet Golden Retriever
      my canine best bud

united as one
   roots form a family tree
     belovedly linked

Date Written: April 30, 2016

Date Finalized:May 19, 2016

Poem Details | by Deborah Burch |
Categories: allegory, art, lost love,

Van Gogh's Starry Night

Van Gogh’s “Starry Night”

gamboge moon and stars
dance haloed whirlwind marriage
in violet sky

lemon-greens and greys
calm sleeping childhood mem’rys
beneath white steeple

as black cypress looms
past swirling clouds like fleeting
requiem for love

deborah burch

Poem Details | by Shawn Sackman |
Categories: family, happiness,

Fishing With Grandpa

I feel it tugging
Hanging on - It must be huge!
Bluegill, smiles, grandpa

Haiku - For Sara Kendrick's "A Pleasant Childhood Memory" Contest

Poem Details | by grace freeman |
Categories: animals, childhood, cowboy-western, friendship

The horse

A black and white horse
My greatest childhood friend
Always by my side

Poem Details | by iolanda Scripca |
Categories: life

Ruins in Sandcastles

Scared to fall asleep
As tides rip open shelters
Of childhood castles...

Scared to lower bridge
As hopeful heart cries exposed
Under jogger's shoe...

Ephemeral  life
Whales eco-locate my soul
Tacit castles in the dusk...

for SKAT's Contest "Sand Castles"

Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: art,

- Haiku X 79 - Street Art -

Mix of old and new
Everything in harmony
His own childhood street

A-L Andresen :)

(http://www.howmanysyllables.com 5-7-5 )

Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: family, love,

- Haiku X 82 - My Family -

The great family  
a lovely sense of closeness  
A frame around love 

Father and mother  
a dream of a family  
Their sons and daughters

Providing good care
family members and friends  
A stable childhood  

One generations
valuable important
A perfect pleasure

http://www.howmanysyllables.com - (5-7-5)
- Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved

Poem Details | by Amanda brown |
Categories: age, beach, beauty, birthday,

upon a beach

Sand beneath my feet
A childhood remembered
with a breeze so sweet

Poem Details | by LINDA JACKSON |
Categories: beautiful,


  childhood dreams;
  beautiful white horse appears
  to inspire me through life

Poem Details | by Anisha Dutta |
Categories: family,

My Family

                                           My Family

                  Peeping into past
               my reminiscence as child
                  displays dark shadow.

               Mom’s loud negligence
                 biased treat on my daily need
                      pricked my self- esteem.

                  But I was the pearl 
                      of my Dad’s hard core heart.
                     Grandma bestowed care 

                    A girl needs her Mom.
                  Painful childhood wept and wept
                      being deep deprived.

                    A lone fighter fought
                        to get herself established
                                on satisfaction.

                     Got fair scope to build 
                        my own family yielding
                              all treasures of heart.

                     Two brave brilliant 
                            daughters were blessed by God.
                              I showed light to them.

                      They reached their goals
                           now having own families.
                                 I travel alone.

                         Haiku on " My Family '  contest

  Sponsor  marvin celestial

Poem Details | by Joyzel Mae Sotes |
Categories: courage, fear, love,


It takes a long voyage to find the right road
A battle field that everyone has told
Face thy fear though heart may be shatter unto pieces
It might be a facade so hold thy tears with fears
Bravery in you and likeness
Of a warrior named Achilles
Be with a mighty sword as you face thy opponent
Victorious duel without bafflement
Anxiety strikes for illusions of being apart
Afraid to lose you with julienne heart
Love me for real my childhood dream
Even when the scene of sunset meets the horizon with hymn
We are all too fallible
We do commit some tidbits of failures
But for eternity, you will always be my man
And I’ll give you my heart for the best I can
It’s a far smile from those halcyon days
Though we undergo labyrinth in many ways
And at times I become lachrymose and weak
Your tender affection is what my heart seeks
But never be at daggers drawn
Life is definitely accompanied with storm
It’s a promise that I will never lose heart for you
It’s a real love for you my beau

dedicated to : JAKE ODELA PAZ
July 2, 2014

Poem Details | by Aarya Roy |
Categories: depression, family, hope, inspirational,

It's my time

lonely battles, endless dreams,  with dark red eyes, my childhood screams
Nothing is going, on my way, "It's my time" is hard to say
How to move, how to fall, frustration is growing tall
Still I try to find my way, "It's my time" is hard to say
With loads of hope of mom & dad, I stand tall.cuz i can't fall
two pairs of never ending dreams, I'll make my way.Someday

Poem Details | by kash poet |
Categories: father, sad,

same childhood home



                                                      same childhood home---
                                                     only Dad's name missing
                                                       from the name plate


Poem Details | by Anisha Dutta |
Categories: appreciation, nature,

Heaven of Childhood

                           Heaven of Childhood                

            I was seven when
            I chanced to glance my heaven,
                a peaceful haven.
                                                                Small town Deoghar
                                                              in India, sate Bihar,
                                                                short stay however.
            Amazing errand.
            I discovered my dreamland,
             solitary strand.
                                                               Restless flowing brook.
                                                         On stream pebbles and stones shook,
                                                               cheerful to look.
          Somewhere wide or thin
                  or deep or shallow, yet clean.
                       Nature was pristine.
                                                                     Surrounded by hill,
                                                          forest to arouse my thrill,
                                                                   Great Nature to feel.
        Sank in fine flora,
         whelmed in nice wild aroma,
                  prim panorama.
                                                       Collected descent
                                                smooth shiny stones transparent
                                                  gems-like apparent.
      When seven by age
          first closeness with foliage,
     river, mountain range.
                                                    My zealous venture
                                                 to blend myself in Nature.
                                                   Peerless picture   

       Series of Rhyming Haiku with mono rhyming stanzas
       My Kind of Town Contest by Janis Thompson                                                         

Poem Details | by Diane Munsinger |
Categories: childhood,

Pastimes in Old Novato

crawling through tall green grass
making miles of tunnels
in fields all around

a lake, the yearly rain makes
floating on rafts
crafted from grandpa's woodpile

hot brown hills of slick dry grass
slid and sped down
in cardboard boxes

old knotted oak tree
climb up like a ladder
jump into leaves piled high

acorns falling
my childhood pastimes
wonderful memories of home

Poem Details | by Saalik Siddikki |
Categories: childhood, children, nostalgia


Driving kids to school:
summons childhood memories
- walking miles and miles

Poem Details | by Sohini Mukherjee |
Categories: family, growing up, happiness,

My Family

Close knit family
Me, my sister and mom dad
Lot of love and care

But not together
Live in different places
Still miss each other

Phone calls and small texts
Video chats and emails
Keep us together

Visit once a year
Talk and gossip all the day
Miss them when return

Memories we keep
Of the lovely childhood spent
Always in our hearts

2nd May, 2016

Poem Details | by Karen Price |
Categories: life

Retribution or Redemption?

Life can cause us pain.
The chapters of life vary.
There are lessons here.

No one escapes them.
Every challenge teaches us
Where to start again.

Our childhood lives on,
We rebel and we resist.
Change is not easy.

Mistakes remind us 
Of momentary lapses,
We have created.

Life provides balance.
There are highs and there are lows,
But joy does exist.

Keeping our focus
Demands a steady heartbeat,
Keeping us alive.

Redeeming arms reach,
Touching us at finger tips.
Safe retribution.

Poem Details | by Anthony Souls |
Categories: inspirational, people

Dying inside change

Dying inside change
Adulthood and childhood clash
Both worlds lost within

Poem Details | by J.W. Earnings |
Categories: funny,

Tea Time


This year, I drank tea
Tea has been helping me! Yep!
Yummy when it's hot!

This year, no coffee 
I know, this might be so hard!
I crave it no doubt!

This January,
I drank some green tea! Mhm!
Don't like it cold! Yuck!

It's a delightful drink
It's time for tea any day
Or so I think *wink*

This February,
I will drink more tea - served smiles 
Don't like it bitter?

This year, less sugar
That means you, sweetie candy
My childhood - vanished!

This year - gym and eat
Just eat healthy and stay fit 
Work a sweat! That's hott! 


Poem Details | by Patrice Trice Jackson |
Categories: kid, life, memory,

My fondest memory

Missing my childhood
playing games in the streets with friends
sip water from hose 

Sneaking to the store
Buy junk food before dinner
get in big trouble

Walking far with friends
ride the bike far to the beach
beat the street lights home

Rushing home from school
erase the teacher message
before mom get home

My first childhood crush
was a player broke my heart 
gave me my first kiss

Poem Details | by Danielle White |
Categories: allegory, angst, childhood

Slinky (My First Senryu)

My childhood was like a brand-new Slinky tangled irreparable ©Danielle White

Poem Details | by BL DEVNATH |
Categories: life, image,


                                          SOMETIMES I REMIND
                                      MY IMAGE WAS INNOCENT 
                                               AS I WAS HOLLY

                                         AFTER CHILDHOOD LIFE
                                      GROWN UP TO A TEENAGER
                                      COLORFUL DREAM TOUCHED 

                                          NOW IN MIDDLE AGE
                               LIFE CARRIED HUGE LOVE AND PAIN
                                          SEE IMAGE CHANGES    

    For contest: Sponsored by Matt Caliri
    Written by: bldevnath
    Date: 03/11/2011

Poem Details | by BL DEVNATH |
Categories: childhood,


                                                   Moving body car
                                        Mouth plays engine sound, hands drive
                                               Happy childhood game 

Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: age, betrayal, childhood, death,

Gone Now, Thousands Of Winters Once Endured

Gone Now, Thousands Of Winters Once Endured

warm, blue-sky waters
hard winter, blackbirds frozen
moccasins left there

Robert JLindley, 4-06-2018

Note- In my childhood dreams , I oft saw this place , this happy image of Spring, life renewal and little red-children at playThey , with no care of life's hardships, no knowledge of their future that was soon to be destroyed.
These, of my own bloodline, totally blind to the doom that was soon to befall them.
This world is dark, Death and Fate RULE OVER ALL.

Native American-MoccasinsTraditional Native American clothing varied widely from tribe to tribe, but one nearly universal element was the moccasin, a sturdy slipper-shaped type of shoe sewn from tanned leather..All American Indian moccasins were originally made of soft leather stitched together with sinew.

Poem Details | by Isaac Asante |
Categories: allegory,



As young as we were, playing in the rain
Totally naked with no hard feelings
We played our hearts out till our parents called
We chase and catch flying insects when the rain stops
The sun shines over our heads even as we sat under trees
Making bags and skirts out of fallen leaves
We play and fight but we fight to make up
You were the best friend I ever had
We ate together,walked to school together and oh yeah we bath together
Even though we saw each other as friends
Our parents calls us husband and wife
At school I never left your side
I help you finish your class work on time
My pencil was your pencil and eraser was your eraser
Some teachers taught we were siblings
Some also said we look alike
It felt like the time never moved 

But its amazing how time flies so quick 
We grew so fast into adults
We were separated by distance
I didn't know where you moved to
If I had known, I would have traveled to you
My heart longed for you
My soul yearned for you
Distance indeed is wicked 
I knew you missed me just as I did
All I had was our childhood photo
I found it difficult to love any other girl
Your memories were inscribed on to my heart
Your name rang in my head all the time

Where ever you are please think about me
I pray we meet again, but where?
If you had informed me, I swear I would have followed you 
I know its never too late to do that but,
I will stay back to tell everyone how we begun our journey
And tell them how painfully you left without informing me
My tears will never stop running down
My heart will never stop grieving 
My life will never stop being useless without you
Death is indeed inevitable
Rest In Peace my friend,my sister, my lover
You were all this to me and I will continue to love you till we meet again.


Poet: Isaac Asante

Poem Details | by Wm Paul |
Categories: birthday,


Katie is now twelve,
One more year until a Teen.
Her childhood middle.

Poem Details | by Sandra Weiss |
Categories: appreciation, childhood, dream, youth,

A Child's Playground

                                                         a child's own playground
                                                 where childhood dreams first began
                                                            the perfect  backyard

Poem Details | by purbasha roy |
Categories: child, childhood, memory,

Lunch Box-HC

            Three pancakes mom gave
                 One I save.your lunch box fell
                          Two fills my stomach

A childhood incident ,when my friend was hungry in the lunch break.