I Am A Child Again
When I am at the river I am a child again traipsing enthusiastically across her shores. When I am at the river I search for flat rocks to skip across the water, giggling as they bounce four, five,…
slipping rocks is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 1 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees slipping rocks in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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