Care Poems | Examples of Care Poetry

The horizon is a blade— it glints whether I run toward it or watch it withdraw. Each dawn splits me open, spilling a slow trickle of salt, as if the sea is feeding me to itself, one grain at a time. I know the undertow’s handwriting— it pulls not to drown, but to measure how far my lungs will stretch. Even in absence, the shore presses...

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I moved into Rochdale in 1964 My Grandparents and I moved in together We will not be discussing our ages Just Rochdale and its amazes History with a continued stride As a start off, I who can forget the ROCHDALE MOVIE THEATER On any given Saturday, it would be a sit down and watch movie flicks James Bond 007 and Ten Little...

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So many names on the page today, so many more gone— vanished into silence. Does the world still care? I know they do. I hope they do. Children stolen, ripped from the arms that once held lullabies. Teens slipping through dusk, running from homes that never saw them, or saw too much. The ones who cared are left holding echoes....

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His face is pressed into my chest "You need to get a bandaid" I say. He has a cut on his finger. "This is a bandaid For a different wound" He breathes warmly...

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As the warmer temperatures rise Suddenly storms comprise Sun faded Winds blew mightier Cluster of Clouds gathered Darkened skies got darker Lightning bolts after lightning bolts were streaking here and there Rain poured unmeasurable Thunder spoke Humility came to a brief end in cool Refreshing soak Storm passed Brief and swift Damp ground Quickly dried Summer storm Many more to follow Summer fun Never outdone ...

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Needed, air. Humanity gasps, Beyond care..... (3-5-3 poem)....

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Each thread hums — drawn by patient hands, dyed in storms and thaw. The base is pale as morning frost, fibers holding winter’s quiet breath. Across it, ribbons of shifting hues wind like rivers — green bending to blue, violet bruised into pink. At the center, twin knots gleam — changing under every flicker of light, tidal glass or meadowstone, never the same twice. Edges fray softly, not from...

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It’s not always the big things that break us— it’s the shimmer we miss on the ordinary day. When grief doesn’t arrive with a wail, but as a subtle ache, a missed beat, a song that plays when no one’s listening. I remember being happy once— but I don’t trust the memory. Too many mirrors, too much static. I learned to smile in sepia. And when the...

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Essence of wealth Inheritance health Jealousy divine Life changes Rearrange of financial eyes Hidden and full of surprises Murder on the mind Thought of inheritance Wealthy promise The rage Death will come to one Elegant party Drinks and dancing all around Conversations flow Suddenly a fall then death Pronounced Dead Poison found in the drink That sip Situation now a circumstance Mystery Murderer The outcome will turn into clues The murderer wants to redirect and bring...

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Do not get carried away with a man testifying about you The fleeting and lying world will dump you soon and leave you cold Hard to explain your loyalty when your eyes are closed Folly game they play, holding to unconfessed sins to do Well, a judgment day will end them anyway One thing is for sure, evil has...

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Today’s thought Tomorrow’s venture Bags packed Wheels ready to spin A Greyhound bus open road ready to begin The journey through state to state Stopping at towns being no mistake Four days travel Freeway wind Various interstate routes Distance far Bus comfort than a car Recline and relax America’s acquaintance Passerby wave High Mountains up look Heart of hope The sense of cope A friendly hand Goodness in the land Major cities after major cities...

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Too much of your love is enough, For my soul to breathe pure and clear. Let your kiss not fall on my cuff, But on my cheeks to dry each tear. Give me your heart beyond measure, And drown me deep in its vastness. Let me swim in its true treasure, For my limbs are weak in fastness. Too much of your care...

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Looking for love may not succeed Learning to love may help indeed Letting love flow, may be the seed Lift another by doing a loving deed Love others first, take the lead Lady or gent, please do not plead Lasting love is drawn to a need ...

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Perhaps there is a God? Perhaps we should kneel and pray? Perhaps we’ve had our turn? Perhaps it’s just too late? Perhaps we needed more than we could achieve? Perhaps the help came first before it learned to feed? Perhaps it did some good and made many a wealthy man? Perhaps it looks at us like the sea looks at the...

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For many times we've been down, Are we not still standing now? At dawn we petition the divine, Hoping for renascence into the sempiternal. Be it luminous sun or caliginous night, neither is optional, Then the sun kisses the mountains goodbye, Reminding us how swiftly time flies. If we sleep, Will we see tomorrow? The rising sun is never promised. Yet with hope, we close...

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