Writing a free verse poem requires imagination. Here are some free verse poems for kids that your child can read and take inspiration from to write one. These poems do not adhere to any norms and do not follow meter, rhyme scheme, or structure—just like the carefree nature of children. If you wish to teach them to write one, this post brings you some tips and tricks.
How To Write A Free Verse Poem For Kids
Writing a free verse poem may sound simple, but it is always a good idea to follow certain guidelines. Keep reading for some easy-to-follow tips.
Six Examples Of Free Verse Poems For Kids
Here are some examples of creative and beautiful yet simple-to-read free verse poems for children.
1. City of Potholes
“Zig-zagging down the road Trying not to stray over the center line Or hit a curb Or break an axle Or flatten a tire Or wind up in the next surprise sinkhole. Driving in Toledo is not a sport For the timid or the sane or the under-insured.” —Kelly Roper
2. Cloud
“A blue stain creeps across the deep pile of the evergreens. From inside the forest it seems like an interior matter, something wholly to do with trees, a color passed from one to another, a requirement to which they submit unflinchingly like soldiers or brave people getting older. Then the sun comes back and it’s totally over.” —Kay Ryan
3. A Happy Child
“My house is red – a little house A happy child am I. I laugh and play the whole day long, I hardly ever cry. I have a tree, a green, green tree, To shade me from the sun. And under it I often sit, When all my play is done.” —Anonymous
4. The River-Merchant’s Wife: A Letter
“While my hair was still cut straight across my forehead I played about the front gate, pulling flowers. You came by on bamboo stilts, playing horse, You walked about my seat, playing with blue plums. And we went on living in the village of Chōkan Two small people, without dislike or suspicion. —Ezra Pound”
5. Real Silence
“I longed for real silence the kind you can’t find but stumble upon in some cabin somewhere on a lake without a moon where you hear the cigarette burn and the candles flicker and your mind dances alive to the symphonies in the black.” —Atticus
6. Autumn
“A touch of cold in the Autumn night— I walked abroad, And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge Like a red-faced farmer. I did not stop to speak, but nodded, And round about were the wistful stars With white faces like town children.” —T.E. Hulme
