Children With Knives [Classic] (16 line poem)

Another recently found old poem. I don’t remember writing this, so I often search online to see if it were written by someone else.

The children like the knives. 
They use them to survive. 
And get on with their lives. 
Allowing them to thrive.

The children guard the knives.
They guard them with their lives.
If you want to stay alive.
You’ll stop it with this jive.

The children bring the knives.
Soon they will arrive.
We’ll see who will survive.
We’ll see who takes a dive.

Children, children, here they come!
Knives in hand and ready.
Standing, waiting, one by one.
Targeted and steady.

Be A Clown [Classic] (10 line poem)

Old poem recently found. I did some searching to see if it was someone else’s poem that I copied (this happens), but I didn’t find it — so I assume it is mine.

Give a go. Do a dance.
Live some more. Take a chance.
Eat at home. Go to bed.
Try to sleep. In your head.

Be alone. Be yourself.
Let me be. Be an elf.
Eat a fig. Take a chance.
Be aware. Do a dance

Be a clown. Live it down.
Wear it up. Wear it down. Be a clown.

You [Classic/New] (10 line poem)

Old poem recently completed

I can’t recall us not together
Even before I met you, you were there
Behind the raindrops
Down each lonely road, waiting
But further than my courage would allow

When I finally met you, my life became complete
But it took me some time to realize this

I can’t imagine being without you, or being with someone else

I hope our time together makes us both happy
And when we finally part ways, we will, looking back, be amazingly satisfied with our lives

Your Guide [Classic] (4 line poem)

Almost sounds like a riddle — maybe it is?

I was sent to be your guide
I’ll be always by your side
By a trick of the light, you might think I appear
Though you never will see me, I will always be near

Halloween ‘Poem’

Almost a poem. I was looking through some old Halloween stuff, and found a set of clues for a Halloween scavenger hunt. I thought that I had written these, but Kathleen tells me that we collaborated on them for Will.


Halloween is filled with treats –
Go look where the furry beast eats.

A scary ghost or a dark black cat –
Look below the welcome mat.

Before the midnight moon does fade,
Look where Halloween costumes get made.

While Jack O’ Lantern slowly turns,
Look where fires sometime burn.

Things alive and nearly dead –
Look where William lays his head.

A vampire’s fangs, a werewolf’s claws –
Look inside the Monster’s jaws.

The witches spell book turns a page.
Look in Sam and Walter’s cage.


I think the fury beast is the dog – probably Leo at the time. The monster’s jaws was probably my front door Halloween decoration. Sam and Walter also must have been pets – maybe dwarf hamsters? I know we started with two dwarf hamsters – we thought we bought two males, but Kathleen figured out one was female – and didn’t tell us. We then ended up with multiple generations…

I don’t remember the structure of this. I don’t know if there was a ‘prize’ at each location, or whether these clues formed a sequence (each clue pointing to the next clue) – with the prize being at the end. I’m guessing it was a single prize at the end..

Pet-atsrophe [Classic] (21 line poem)

We had a dog.
His name was Joe.
Не went with us where e’er we’d go.
We took him to the park one day,
But our poor doggy ran away.
Where did he go?
Our doggy, Joe.

We had a cat.
His name was Phil.
Two years ago, he became ill.
One day he jumped on down the well,
We heard him purring as he fell.
I miss him still,
Our poor cat, Phil.

We had a bird.
His name was Bruce.
His feathers started coming loose.
We set him down and waved bye bye,
But the naked bastard couldn’t fly.
Now Dr. Seuss
Keeps our bird, Bruce.