Love Concrete Poems | Examples
These Love Concrete poems are examples of Concrete poems about Love. These are the best examples of Concrete Love poems written by international poets.
Library
Off to bury
Minds, spending time
Reading, soaring to imaginative levels
Harvesting curious ideas, challenging the devil
Experiencing many worlds, action always in a swirl
Around their setting, where the conflict can be upsetting
But when, the story comes to an end, happiness wins over the sin
If not in a hurry, destiny, visit the library, where the imagination will come alive, and cry
A good book is the way, to carry a day, under the sky blue, enjoying fantasies that are cool
I love curling up with a great book
especially when It is gently raining
What it lacks in physical exercise
it makes up for in thought reframing
I can go anywhere and do anything
to see how those different folks live
Or ride in a rocket to the farthest star
full of curiosity just to see what gives
I can take part in a harvest of blue
as the blueberries drip from my lips
Or contemplate if my future destiny
includes sealing wax & sailing ships
I hope to carry all that I’ve learned
in my mind until I have passed away
But lest I forget this important fact
that carpe diem means seize the day!
It
is love –
or is it?
what do you see?
what do you hear?
what do you feel?
is it real?
is it you?
is it he?
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There was a silence then a group gasp
As I bent over the coffin of my dad
He was murdered in Atlanta Georgia
Shot in the head as he left a store
But such details matter no more
I noticed his curly hair and miss his eyes
His humor his smile his stare
I know his complexion should be fair
But for the mortician’s makeup
He was put back together
Like a puzzle with death’s muzzle
Not thinking of that in the moment
I planted a warm kiss on his cold cheek
It would be the last
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^Fulfilling blest human rights**********!!!
^Fostered by God's love****************!!!
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John 8:36 If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.
October 30, 2025
1st place, "Illusku: Illustrated Haiku Challenge 2" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by JCB Brul; judged on 11/4/2025
Loved?
Are you a true lover?
How deep is your love?
Have you loved to the fullest?
Has love really led your way?
Have you incessantly felt loved?
But, most of all, shall I just ask this:
Have you made your loved one feel loved?
True love un-questions the depth of your love,
But how one un-questions that (s)he is truly loved.
But how one un-questions that (s)he is truly loved.
True love un-questions the depth of your love,
Have you made your loved one feel loved?
But, most of all, shall I just ask this:
Have you incessantly felt loved?
Has love really led your way?
Have you loved to the fullest?
How deep is your love?
Are you a true lover?
Loved?
I feel best in nature far from city blocks.
Peace comes from viewing God's beautiful stages.
Medicinal are streams, trees and even rocks.
On natural land every sense engages.
I so love all of outdoors genuine sounds,
my happy inner child playfully abounds.
All earthly vistas mankind has not tainted
are heavenly views and feels that God painted.
Gray, gloomy and cold are the steel and concrete
of large, sprawling cities built to fulfill greed.
Clustered strangers press buttons to cross a street
and are dwarfed by buildings for which land did bleed.
There are blocks of humans from rich to homeless
where trauma and apathy leave hearts boneless.
Even in June, I loathe how cold cities feel.
I have no guess why to many they appeal.
O I
am so
sad now
that she left
for up above.
Twenty years
is a long time
to love a cat,
this sweet.
A kitten came
that fit my hand
all fluffy and purring,
she loved to cuddle
all the long nights.
I held her in my arms
till her body was stone.
And now I go to the place
where I buried my beauty.
I told my friends- no, no,
more cats for this here girl.
They say just give it time!
Oh, oh my- days are empty,
sometimes, I hear her soft
meow call, calling for me,
and that breaks my heart.
Tears,
now
fall
fall
fall
like
rain
on
my
new
wee
cat.
So Dearest precious Love
I love you my love I love you
I love so you so my love yes I do
I so ever do in my whole part do
Beating soul my precious heart
Wonderful love hallelujah
Love assured beautiful
Awesomely Loved
Earnestly adorn
Mine heart
Beats
11/7/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Two wonders,
born into our lives twelve and
ten years ago.
A girl and a boy,
my grandchildren,
in the little house in Haw Creek,
I held them less than a year old
as they slept on my chest,
as I walked them up and down
the creaking wooden floor hallway.
Soft lullabies, baby board books,
spontaneous laughter so endearing.
Their drawings in chalk on concrete,
playing in their yard of all seasons,
watching His birds raise their young,
being the blessed Lord's creations themselves.
Oh, years, can you slow down some?
My daughter, son-in-law, and I,
we love their precious youth.
In the priceless art of children,
their drawings in chalk on concrete,
etched across our hearts. ~
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Do
You
Know
Phrase
POETIC
LICENSE
Now that
I’ve used
So much
They call
Me . A
Poet
Licentious.
So, do you tell all your friends that you have loves gun to my head?
My legs work just fine it's easy to get up and walk away from this bed
Love is not a chain welded for your misuse
My heart's not
an anvil for your hammer
to forge my abuse
For all the depth
and warmth to you
that my eyes did show
You are about to find
out how deeply low my
heart's A/C can go
Create to create
Create to flow
Flow to give
Give to receive
Receive to gain
Gain to grow
Grow to love
Love to hate
Hate to love
Love to inspire
Inspire to teach
Teach to Listen
Listen to Speak
Speak to Flow
Flow to Create
Create to Create
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There’s
………..……....A
………….Metaphor……I
……..Of inverted lotus.. …N
…stationed in the heart.. ….V
.Not a lotus in bloom this.. ….E
.Nor a thousand petalled ……..R
One in Crown. Sahasrara.………T
A drooping bud is Listless .. ....E
Surrendered stem unable…….D
.To support. Self Weight
..Bud droops Heartfelt ………L
….Unspoken . Love… ..………O
……Beauteous. <3….. . ………T
…….You realize .. . ………..…U
B…….The Lotus.. ………...S
…U……...Bud in
………D….…..<3
.... D.............. . .G
..* O..................O*
.*. G..................D...*
*.Furry ball of Trust..
Evidence of Gods love
Faith.(....)and(....)trust
Bonds.....that.....bind
..This joyful universe
......Sweetest pooch!
All of innocence and love.
Here's a package that is evidence...
That mighty God loves all humans...
We can call this combo as Dogooders
The divine apparatus .....God ,Dog & Us
..Our bestest friend........on wobbly earth
...when everything .... seems to go haywire
.....even the trust ....on God begins to waver
.......look for that....tiny ball with button eyes
.........Trust ......even the staunchest of naysayers
........Be it ... believer or aetheist - Love means -"In Dog We....Trust''