Home Care Poems | Examples
These Home Care poems are examples of Care poems about Home. These are the best examples of Care Home poems written by international poets.
What is it that is wrong with me
If you would allow I'll easily explain
There's a monster named depression
That is living inside my brain
A fierce warrior you can't defeat
Against happiness it'll always win
Happiness would be better off
To leave and never return again
Eliminating it's enemy emotions
My depression the last to remain
So that it can build a great kingdom
And live peacefully inside my brain
My depression I promise is loyal
It has sworn to never go away
At last my beautiful depression
I believe has come home to stay in
I am a baby
Teach me how to love this land
Africa is home
Faded murmurs soothe new twilight
as a gentle smoke blows around
the wind... mild circles hushing
my Manila dwelling along
a dampened , rainy lane
bringing me back home to shelter me
after a rugged storm of heart, its pain...
breezy whiffs with the falling
of wrinkled branches
ruffle the threads of drenched sky,
yet the soft fire- glow of home
cradle these breaths ...and all else lays quiet
in the twang of sunrise.
First Place
securely sheltering it in her shell
nurturing while within
heeding to each gentle whisper
to each tap from tiny feet
in time She curls it in her embrace
caresses it in her hug
fondles it with boundless care
cuddles it with sweetish love-
when fully fledged, sailing the high sea
will it care for the cowry shell, its first home!
I didn’t know the true strength of the family bonds
until the sky suddenly fell with tough times of turmoil.
We got deracinated, turned into derelict drift wood,
until my mother found for the family an anchorage,
a nest for us to fly together in the sky of sanguine future.
As her gift of a home reinforced our family affinity
I soared high in the care of her protective wings.
Wild winds couldn’t waft away my ascending aspirations
because I lived in the sheltering shadow of her love,
that guided her with family values to sculpt me what I’m.
The glass never belonged
Where it found itself,
Lying in pieces, wronged
A mile below the shelf
Not knowing how it got there
Needing help getting up,
Too far to reach there ...
The handle of another cup
To a corner was cast aside
Among the cobwebs and dust,
It had so swiftly glide ...
The rest of the glass did bust
Shards in the shadows laid
Year after year unrepaired,
If only the glass had stayed
Upon a shelf where someone cared.
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Driving home, finally in sight.
Soft winds drift through the silent night,
Twinkling stars cast a gentle light -
turning off the car.
Dreams arise in the quiet air,
Hopes and wishes floating with care.
Night without kids, a lucky pair -
and yet, here we are.
Mary found a little puppy.
She took him home to feed him.
That was ten years ago.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
I've had a rough day.
I could use a swedish back massage.
You'd be a sweetie, honeybunch.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2025
Under the pretext of care
a real care takes place,
and the worries are over
at least until the next morning
with its muted white light
but what an advantage, dear
you are at home
the winds and rains are outside -
sometimes it’s important to notice
but later, maybe the same evening
it doesn’t matter
because the night creeps in
as it usually does, all of sudden
and like in the old movies
the sign” the end” appears
in the damp air
over the darkened foliage.
Moment in time
Urgency response
Hour glass expiration
Soulful rise
Not physical rise of one’s own
Death Angel guest
Heaven’s request
Limp body still
Eyes fully closed
Preparation Descend
Target being the Pearly Gates
Imagined all my life
The Place, City and Ever After
Tomorrow came quick
No resist to stick
Choice to go
No more sickness nor pain
No worries
Leaving Earth of hateful thoughts and being an uncaring world
Day of a new day
The Roam
Above all
The call
Lord full finish
New home
Journey worthwhile
Heaven’s style
While
Hand gun
Shoot Theory
Bullets aim
Victims with names
Totally lame
Kill instance
Never stand nor rise
Close to the heart and hitting home
Each door becomes harder to roam
Families who mourn
Freedom that’s said, but hard to believe
Pistols and the hands behind
Wonder and yonder of hope
A world on hate that needs to think and cope
Guns are no joke
Lives cut short
When will guns finally end?
It’s up to Washington to respond in gun’s disappear
Living in Gunsmoke
Away with guns and let’s communicate
Families would love to see guns pull back
Let’s us all associate and appreciate
Guns have no place
Senseless murder a waste.
Vineyard discovery
Winery cellar somewhere in Pennsylvania
It was an Escorted Tour by Defuncted BISS TOURS
We tasted several wines
The alcoholic Apple Pie wine caught my attention
The blend of ingredient
No nutrient
Senses of aroma opened and taste
I am no wine drinker
I was intrigued in the Apple Pie wine
It was genuine
No bake nor oven
Quality at its best
From the very first sip
That was my tip
Brought a bottle of the Apple Pie wine to take home
Remember and always will of that wine
Didn’t get drunk
First time hearing of Apple Pie wine
Compelling name
No shame
Only the taste taking aim
Anticipants Roleplay
~*~for a~*~
Special Kudo’s Day
A heart-shaped box filled with an assortment of sweets
and a bouquet of a dozen thornless red roses, entreats
a sealed card for your eyes only, the unexpected reads
and places a card, a smile, and adds a kiss,' completes
Kid’s Play
~*~on~*~
This Day
There are two children who have fallen off their bikes
they are crying with boo-boo’s on their knees—yikes
as parents’ care, smiles go onto Facebook—get likes
Such A Fine Day
~*~come~*~
Be June Or May
An older adult seems a bit confused and needs help
I know my care home is near a cafe—let’s scan Yelp
By Babbet’s—That’s it, as the old adult pet his scalp
I resided there once
I returned to find it derelict
Looks like a horror scene
Spiders spun webs
Doors locks blown off
Leaves placed as if arranged evilly
When I was there
I remember it serene
Well cared for secure place to live
Warm and tranquil
What have you done to the place