Tag Archives: growing up

Poetry Day: That The Best You Can Do?

Posted on January 29, 2026 by Charles Yallowitz

(A poem about bullying.) Tubby and four-eyes Beanpole and shrimp So many insults From our battered youth Taken from the obvious Before we grew our sass And learned to sling true barbs   Yet many stay behind Retaining lamest arrows … Continue reading →

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Poetry Day: Puddle Jumping

Posted on May 22, 2025 by Charles Yallowitz

(When did jumping in puddle stop being fun?  I used to love doing it even if my socks got wet.  Then, I became an adult and accidentally stepping into a puddle can ruin my day until I get home.  Is … Continue reading →

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Poetry Day: Pixelated Memory

Posted on April 24, 2025 by Charles Yallowitz

(Long ago, I had the time and energy to play a bunch of video games.  Probably wasn’t the biggest gamer, but I enjoyed the hobby.  Now, I barely play unless my son is here, so all I have are the … Continue reading →

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In Honor of My Son Becoming an Older Teenager

Posted on July 30, 2023 by Charles Yallowitz

This being my son’s birthday weekend, we’ve been busy celebrating.  I thought I’d post a few funny teenager things.  I’ll probably be escorting him to another Pokemon catching outing today.  At least I’m getting my steps in. I know the … Continue reading →

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Poetry Day: Fallen Behind

Posted on June 29, 2023 by Charles Yallowitz

(This one feels like it’s rather self-explanatory.  Came from a time when I saw friends posting about doing all of these fun things.  I couldn’t go or do the same because money and time were limited.  So, I started to … Continue reading →

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Poetry Day: Dreamless Child

Posted on April 6, 2023 by Charles Yallowitz

(I came up with this poem after seeing a couple get angry at their child wanting to be an artist.  They were furious and immediately crushed the concept.  After that, I noticed that the child didn’t even try to use … Continue reading →

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The Coming of Age Story

Posted on November 30, 2022 by Charles Yallowitz

The above is probably one of the biggest examples from my generation.  ‘The Breakfast Club’ was always a big ‘coming of age’ story.  It had a group of high schoolers in detention where they got to know each other.  They … Continue reading →

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Poetry Day: Atrophied Imagination

Posted on May 5, 2022 by Charles Yallowitz

(Ouch.  This one hits pretty hard on the nose.  Apparently, I wrote this in 2011.) Do you remember your power? The childhood ability To dream of the impossible And bring it to life Friends with no substance Explanations beyond science … Continue reading →

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Growing Old and Growing Up

Posted on June 24, 2020 by Charles Yallowitz

Playing as a child Toiling as an adult One looks at the other With a hint of jealousy * The child wants to grow While the adult wants to play Youth admires the freedom of old Old wishes for the … Continue reading →

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Cherish Their Childhoods

Posted on August 28, 2019 by Charles Yallowitz

Gone in half a blink From needing nurturing To always out Rarely giving time Sequestered in their lair Like a cocooned larva * We rarely think ahead The humorous mourning Of our little ones advancement Weeping at milestones That grow … Continue reading →

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