Best Nourishment Poems

Pouring down the pane, singing
It’s the praise of soft rain
Gentle, like a sweet kiss falling
On whispering, hopeful lips

Gracious and gifted with faith
Painting the countryside in hues
Of misty gray music, forgiving
Thriving on the nourishment 
It drenches with life, a pure diet
On black earth and vibrant petals
Caressing,...

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A porcelain bowl upon the table
waits, in colored beauty,
as a stomach sits to gnaw
upon its filigreed edge,
where an artist once painted
pastel fruit, so delectably.

Emerald vines,
sweeping across delicate expanse,
textured in their stillness,
inviting one's imagination
to simply taste.

But what good is such vision,
when it fills naught but eyes
and...

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“If thou put the brethren in remembrance of these things, thou shalt be a good minister of Jesus Christ, nourished up in the words of faith and of good doctrine, whereunto thou hast attained.” 1 Timothy 4:6 King James Version of the Bible

Revival cries my...

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Sex for breakfast , lunch and dinner
That’s the F plan diet for me
I might take a break at coffee
Or during afternoon tea.
You could wear your marigold gloves
And we could explore every kink.
I could get the rubber plunger
 and make rude noises in the sink.

I want...

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Extraterrestrial Nourishment



                    It is what nourishes the hunger within a poet's mind

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It’s coffee over tea for me
And bagels over bread.
My other drink of choice is beer
Or, rarely, wine instead.

I like my veggies crunchy,
Even if they’re somehow cooked,
And on pizza or on pasta
I could live ‘cause I am hooked.

My day would not be happy
Without cheese and also...

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I need daily bread
Today more than ever,
Inside life is dead.
Tomorrow seems like never.

Life’s got too complicated
For me to figure out,
I’m lost and suffocated.
Nothing’s real but doubt.

The heavens aren’t opening
Raining manna like before.
I’m down here choking,
Begging for something more.

I could whine forever
About what isn’t fair,
Life isn’t...

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nourishment abounds

I lie in my thoughts of rain

feeds my empty mind.

 

(January 18, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved...

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movement of each echo     
  pummels  ^  til outside     
    the confines of self     
    
slits in sacred hallows     
sustain...

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Upon
The tree’s branches
Lays a nest filled with young birds
They’re waiting for their mom’s return
With the food for their growth


English Pensee, 5 lines 2/4/7/8/6 syllables...

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One of many...As you recognized 
I spoke to you...Mentally 
You heard me...Physically 
Bringing you to...Life 
As the picture of the...Woman 
I came to hold...Attentively 
To touch the breast...Of sensitivity 
A nourisher...Has learned to 
Nourish you...To be a source of 
Strength and...Warmth to you 
When you...

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Like Ramen noodles,
packaged, dried worms are instant.
Just add hot water, stir, and eat....

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What will I do?
How will I survive?
If they only knew
How much I need…
The hamburger
Potatoes, carrots
All the corn they 
Never realize
Sustains me

Despite my shame
I hurry toward the line
Where I’ll hide my desire
My hunger, my yearning
Beneath shadowed eyes
Behind a shallow smile

What will I do?
How will I survive?
Do...

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Sun
shining
across the
horizon, bright
whispering joy, hope
glimmering life
over the
lovely
rose
~
Rain
splatters
from the sky
singing graceful
songs that ring laughter
into the soul
raising smiles
across the 
miles
~
Earth
awake
brilliantly
praising heaven
with open palms, raised
to display hope
that comes from
knowing
grace








Say it in nine
Joseph May
August 13, 2022


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She kisses away the weariness,
Burdens – inklings of the mystery
Birthed by her dream, hope
Remembered in the evening when
The calf nuzzled – her nourishing, nurturing
Gentle as the soft, dark eyes – bleeding
Tenderness

The new calf stands, wobbly
Trembling – taking each tiny step
With quivering legs, long and sturdy,
Urging...

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