Short Custodians Poems
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Children deserve a better world
We need to fix our planet's problems
It's our duty as custodians
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2025
Every drop of water,
Every breath of air,
Every blade of grass—
Whispers the same truth:
We are but custodians of this planet,
Entrusted with its care
For generations yet to come.
An old hockey stick
Cut off the broken bottom
Tennis ball affixed
A first grader said
“Looks like a thing-a-ma-jig
What do you call it?”
"Black mark remover
Is the name it’s been given"
"That is a cool name"
(You, custodians
Know exactly what it is
And what it is for)
what kind of world
are we leaving behind
for future generations
forbidden dreams out of their grasp
within unchartered confines
of unprecedented realities
i see their trusting innocence
and share a mix of guilt and shame
as failed custodians
AP: 1st place 2025, Honorable Mention 2025
if you are finicky or squeamish at all
do not crawl under that locked bathroom stall.
You never know what you will find on the ugly floor
crusty dried feces and urine, other awful stuff galore
if you are the one who locked it and slid out of the way
know that we custodians kind of despise you today.
We don't need to be
religious or fanatics
to condone
sins abominable
against the environment
Needing to recognize
we are the custodians
of a bountiful planet
With a respectful heart
and clear conscience
we owe it to our children
and upcoming generations
to leave this world
a better place
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Nature endows her gifts
Nourishes Earth with life
Needs us to stay aware...
Note we are caretakers.
Negate destructive ways...
Named as custodians,
Now we hold her future.
Sandra M. Haight
~2nd Place~
Contest: Pleiades N
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Judged: 05/12/2017
While you battle with life like no tomorrow
Hustling and bursting the streets and places
Hoping for the fulfilment of acquisitions
The ordained course of life could be different
Each chose a path to thread before now
In this current journey of earthly existence
Known to the custodians above and the self
The path which alone can satisfy and fulfil
How can we give to the Temple of God
when the whole world belongs to Him
We, His temporary custodians
on this earth while we've vigor and vim
Seems to me God wants a place in our hearts
that we build Him a home right there from the start
For the gift that He desires is the gift of ourselves
Not knick-knacks selected from hardware store shelves
People buy pictures
They have a notion
That they are owners
But actually
The pictures own them.
They will outlive
Or outlast them
They are only
Custodians.
They purchase
Pyramid,
Art will live.
And they...
Pharaohs:
Dead.
+++++++++
Date 2-28-14
Motif : Epic
Dr. Ram Mehta
First Place win
Contest: Impress Me with short poems II by Giorgio
Astounding in depth,
the secret was well kept,
it was in a place afar,
where no one could go,
and leave it in tar,
they vowed,
they were its guardians,
and sworn custodians,
nobody knew abut it,
nor ever hoped to,
one fine day,
the secret,
having been in for long,
got tired,
and terribly bored,
it decided to take a walk,
and while on it met a stranger,
who spread the word,
that the secret had "come out".
Heavenly body spinning around
Through a Solar System as the 3rd one down
Are we the only ones with their own planet
As life grows in and on it
Beautiful blue sky spreading out
As we trace around the sun thereabouts
How did we come to be
Planned by someone or an accident you may see
Do we own the blue planet
Or are we just custodians of it
Will we ever know the answer
Maybe we’ll just continue in our ponder.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Custodians of ancient wisdom
Omens on wings of white
Symbols of transformation
Graceful watchers in flight
Harboring all the secrets
the creative and destruction
Protectors of the buffalo
Warning of the hunters
Beauty in white feathers
Mutation of genetics
Messengers of Apollo
Hauntingly prophetic
It's said that when you see one
"We'll know humanity as a whole
is shifting towards one of peace"
The white Raven
Mother Earths Soul.
You obtain all things precious
then store in your silos tight
others you help them to beg
that is comfortable suffering
but you do not believe in it
You grab all powers that be
in your pockets they are zipped
others come and kneel with bribes
that is comfortable suffering
but your too are tightly zipped
The precious things of this world
the powers that balloons persons
the dignity that are denied of others
come to selected humans for custody
as custodians sharing is paramount