Poetry for Kidz in the Middle by doida
Poetry for Kidz in the Middle by doida
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Hi, I am Doida.
I write Poetry for Kidz in the Middle, ages 11-14, nourishing self-discovery, positive change, and social well-being.
Think friends, school life, chores, growth spurts, gender, bullying, anxiety, social media, gaming, fashion, hobbies, nature, crushes, pimples, puberty, parents, haircuts, responsibility, screen time... You get the picture!
All poems, drawings, and photography on this site are the creative property of Doida (unless otherwise noted).
Some Say
Some say finish what you start,
I start everything and finish what I love.
Some say live for the moment,
I say why not take your time?
Some say never let them see you cry,
I say wah.
Some say curiosity killed the cat,
I say better a stiff tabby than a bored brain.
Some say silence is golden,
I say, yes, but car-yodeling is brilliant fuchsia.
Some say laughter is the best medicine.
That sounds nice, but it’s hard to laugh when you’re not feeling so well.
Origin Story
Honorable Mention, Lyrical Language Lab
2025 Poetry Contest "Hearing Voices: Mask Poems"
Emerging from nowhere
I awoke,
a mountain spring babbling baby talk,
burbling in rivulets down falling hillsides
into snakeskin creeks of speckled light,
into rippling rainbows of swelling troutwater,
a sleek otter wending indelicate obstacles,
a coolwater stream flowing, growing,
elbowing my way
between valleys of cut silt and yielding stone,
becoming River,
sideslipping along the farmways,
through town and village,
past the city—to meet you here,
where you drink cans of soda,
walk with me in muddy sandals
and pitch flat skipping stones across my slow wide back.
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