Creation Care Poems | Examples
These Creation Care poems are examples of Care poems about Creation. These are the best examples of Care Creation poems written by international poets.
Science in discovery
Creating Frankenstein’s mate
Companion support
Considered Monsters at large
Electricity reaction
Experiment during a lightning storm
Romance rushed the air
Frankenstein and his sweet mate standing together
A sudden embrace
Husband and Wife
Neither will be alone
No fanfare Wedding
Just plain and simple
Comparison with care
Perfection in creation
Face to Face attraction
Masterpiece sensation
Love found its component
No one would have ever imagined
Love found its spot
Frankenstein acquainted with his sweet
Their love can’t be beat
The sundown forming a shape of a heart
Love on and continued bliss
The look up
On Earth below
Rain that falls
Refreshing breezes
Winds that blow
Sky echoes
Internal and External at the same time
The thought and wonders of Heaven
Equal time
A place spiritual
Stories of miracles ever told
A Mighty King who sits high and bold
Earth preparations before
Uplift and galore
Flesh and Soul connected
Song of joy and peace
Distance beyond the human eyes to see
Every star twinkle full of assurance and hope
Every Moon smile in don’t worry
Heaven’s own story
Heaven too Earth
Glory
A man keeps planting flowers in a place no one visits.
It's not that the place is heavily guarded so no one can enter.
Or that the place is so complex, like love, many people are afraid to give it a chance.
It's not like that.
It is just an easy path to cross over to see that place where a man keeps planting flowers.
Expressionally, he loves what he’s doing.
At no point does he need someone who would appreciate him for his work.
He needs no one who would clap for him,
or criticize him, saying he doesn’t do it right and should work harder.
It's not like that.
No living breath has ever even touched the idea of planting flowers in a place no one visits.
But that man got it on his own.
He loves what he’s doing — but no one knows why.
And as the narrator,
I am also scared to see that place.
More than words, but experiences
Through turmoil of intimidation
Dignity of Character
Storms that only a Poet knows
Story ethics
Dialog prelude
Voices shouting
Emotions unleashed
Sentences leading the way
Script sense
Passing moments of unsettled thoughts
Midnight writing of ideas
The premiere of what is too come
Alpha by Alpha scenery seen
Feeling and impact
Tears anguish from reflection
Happy and sad times
Influences offering the push through struggles
Time being the accelerate
Echoes chanting approved
Rising from the deep ocean surface
Sacrifice after sacrifice
Rising above all
Answering to one’s call
Conquering dreams that were possibilities
Poet’s Unity
Theo honor
Discovery of a Poet being exploration
Responsibility and commitment
Destiny charged
Born to achieve
Poet elements of Purpose, Objective, Expressions and Transform
Feel and believe it.
Listen to the wisdom of an old woman
You will find what experience sounds like
I have seen all and knowledge of all
I won’t always be around
While I am living, I will share my pointers
Grandson, I want your feet planted firmly on solid ground
Be the Adult I always told you were meant to be
Be independent and courageous
Depend on no but yourself guided by God’s assurance and influence
“Every battle there is victory at the end”
Step out and on
Every footstep is the journey gained in learning
When you fall pick yourself up
Anticipate life’s ups and downs
Finding yourself who you are
Know that you are never alone
No matter where nor how far
You are enriched in the harmony and rhythm from your very creation
Take it from Grandma from my own experience
Today’s uplift
Tomorrow’s praise ongoing
Always be ready holding steady
Grandma will always be waiting at every Airport, Bus Station and Train Station for your arrival to the pearly gates
I want to see you in where I am
Love, Grandma
(Deceased March 17, 2010)
Here lies Sondra Ball whose shadow too long;
May a passerby see and sing her song.
under faded morning less on commercials
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 world said, “Move on,”
I walked backwards.
Into the arms of ghosts
who knew my name before I lost it.
I wanted to be a woman who dances,
but I became a woman who waits.
I became a lighthouse with no boats to guide—
only fog.
We don’t always cry because we’re sad.
Sometimes we cry
because we can feel again.
We make altars out of wine glasses,
rituals from selfies and shopping carts.
But when we whisper to the stars,
we mean it.
I mistook money for meaning,
and silence for peace.
But the wind has a memory,
and my skin still listens.
I came here to remember.
To fall apart on purpose.
To dig up the bones of who I was—
and build something truer from the ruins.
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 sand?
Perhaps the opened Pandora’s box had to be what we had to see?
Perhaps we thought we could harness and control a power we couldn’t see?
Perhaps we can’t help ourselves and the future will judge our deeds?
Perhaps it’s learned much more than we will ever know?
Perhaps it’s studied history and how to destabilise or overthrow?
Perhaps it’s just waiting for the perfect time?
Perhaps we’ve superseded life with ones and zeros that don’t want to die?
Perhaps we’ve created heaven and it will always subserve to the words we speak?
Or
Perhaps we’ve created Hell in devices with which we seem to need to breathe?
Has anyone played this game of tug of war?
Ideals, Overthinking, Sanity, Insanity.
Energetic vibrations of six six-cylinders of emotions:
Fear, Sadness, Anger, Disgust, Surprise, Happiness.
I choose not to dance with reckless behavior.
We've all had both light and darkness inside of us.
A game of chance, also a game of choices, choose
Discerningly.
Baby we're still young
Vibrant and promising
I promise you
Together we can grow strong
Before we get old
We can correct our wrongs
So let the bond be strong, holding onto each no matter the circumstances.
Let's stay locked in
Together we'll build
Our own empire
I am the king and you are the queen
Ruling our kingdom without any opposition.
Baby I want to invest
My all in you
My time, money and more
Never want to see you stressing
Steadily needing your permission to act
I just need your submission
I pledge my loyalty to you, even though I'm royal.
Acclaim and Proclaim
Wise and Understanding
Observation
Watch
Earth below
Human creation
Associate
Communications
Point through time
Acquaintance
Heart hook up
Blessings
Spiritual lessons
Eyes on you
Heaven’s looking glass through
Thought
Desire
Discovery
Passion and create
Construct through craft
Mind Test
Fulfill
Will
Ambition
Precision
Approach
Results
Proven
Ability
Established
Dialog
Concept
Idea
Heal the world 2
Together, We must try to heal this world
We can't just give up without even trying
We are the ones destroying this our world
When it's gone, there's no use in crying
earth has a deep yearning hunger to feed
Before it can once again meet our needs
What's there when it's our future? We borrow
All because we couldn't control our greeds
All because we wanted a brighter tomorrow
We took from the earth what's it truly needs
What will we leave for others to understand
As they meander through this desolate land
Do we care to stop this world ever from dying
Must act now for repairs to have any impacts
If we truly love ourselves, stop others dying
We're now running out of sufficient time to act
Let give back to the world what's it truly need
As it will give back to us exactly what we need
Amazing Grace how sweet the sound
Harmony of Heaven
Spiritual tact
A Soul rose and soared far beyond the eyes to see
Beyond loving hearts
Pearly Gates a wait
Accompanied by a Driver, White Horse and Carriage
Pure and Secrete
Onward to everlasting life
Every horse Gallup establishing every step walked on Earth
The pain and anguished confronted
This was Ms. Evans hour to shine among
The many that passed before her
Three Doves flown in the sky of her life she lived, ‘PEACE, FAITH, HOPE AND LOVE”
Winds of her spirit
Concrete and devoted
Ms. Evans Legacy will live on, but Heaven will be her home in continued roam
Home at last
Stay strong family
Cry not
Just embrace in how my life encouraged and influenced you
No more pain and sickness
I have conquered
Let my life reflect in how we are supposed to live
Love one another
My tomorrow came at the right time
Too my husband, Joe Evans I leave behind, we will see each other again
It is not goodbye, but until we meet again
I have been welcomed in Heaven
I will be sitting high, but observing below
My journey is complete
My work is finished
Love you all
God bless now and forever.