Best Nurturing Poems

Nature is the very life-giving globe,
She's galaxy, cosmos and universe;
Kith and kin, like moon and stars, in her throb;
Each creature, like true mother, she does nurse;
Hills, vales, seas and oceans in her immerse...!

She's peerless and paramount in patience,
Dig her; kick her; clip her; crop her;...

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Moon is proud of her tides 
Glorifies her stars
Enhances night’s 
Prettiest attributes. 
Bringing cosmic magic 
To earth 
Lighting the way 
For wolf howling 
Wonderful 
Luminous 
Nurturing 
Moon...

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I nestled her… dear January child
My arms her manger on a night beguiled.
Those pink fingers twitching to feel new dawn
As long hours of labor seemed quite undone,
When babe mildly chuckled, I wept with mirth
For heaven’s gift …this miracle of birth,

Then to race on woods picking...

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Nurturing Nature (Hybrid Haiku)

Children are always 
gentle flowers growing wild 
nurture them softly..... 

Bob Shank...

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verdant sprouts shoot forth from the freshly quenched earth.
All welcome the rebirth and rising of souls.
Archaic walls crumble. Who knows the true worth
of faith, no pretenses, of waning control? 
An unnamed blessing, we cast off our burdens,
to emerge from sleep behind opaque curtains. 
Rain nurtures...

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Love needs communicating.
Communicating takes time.
Time needs prioritizing.
Prioritizing takes reflection.
Reflection takes desire.
Desire needs discipline.
Discipline takes commitment.
Commitment needs accountability.
Accountability takes openness.
Openness needs understanding.
Understanding takes someone.
Someone needs reminding.
Reminding takes love.
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in the moonlit night
underneath the harvest moon
let's sow some wild oats
a few nights in a row and
reap the fruits of our labor



~visual 1
~"get romantic" contest by andrea dietrich...

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What LeftBrain Yang learns about nature,
by standing apart from nature,
RightBrain Yin explores within Sacred Nature v Secularizing Pathology.

LeftBrain Yang
sells us Win-Lose choice
of therapy restoring peace, someday,
or retributive traumatic self-righteous justice,
sufficient for today.

RightBrain Yin
would offer ego/ecotherapy within,
with sacred natural-spiritual
nondual Yang-Yin primal relationship.

Yin darkly offers this deeper...

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Daydreams need to be housed in a safe environment.
Whilst relaxing, meditating , bathing and pottering about....
A daydream raises and floats out like a thought cloud...
Comfortable, secure surroundings nurture these  bubbles
of dreams , hopes ,wishes  inspirations........ Designing
A protective animal border on the outer edge...

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So tender your nape
as the hair parts,
falls forward,
exposes that which is 
hidden beneath
the armor worn... 

You give to me
this parting of your soul
cognizant 
to pain, to suffering                
I might deliver.
But,...

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nurturing grasses
gentling Marchs army
tulips and roses...

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Why is misery said to love company
while depression demands solitude?

And
is it always true that nature abhors a vacuum
or 
sometimes true nurture adores expansion?

Misery,
depression,
anxiety,
negatively respond to trauma.

Negatives do not look for like company
but can positively appreciate co-passionate listeners,
lit up not not glisteners,
dark solitude
giving sway
power
light
to more festive...

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lust just somehow happens
desire easily ignites
eagerly the heart opens
to the possibility of delights
         oh, the excitement
         of a new romance
         that...

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Poetic Ode to Mother



In the realm of love, she reigns supreme,
A guiding light, a nurturing dream.
With tender touch and caring embrace,
She weaves a tapestry of love and grace.

Her voice, a melody that soothes the soul,
A lullaby that makes the heart feel whole.
Through every triumph and...

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Several
soft spoken
strokes grazing against
the cool
contented
crest
winsomely
woven with
withering white.
Nurturing a
newborn
ambition
for light.
That boldly
begins burning
out it’s passionate
pale plume
of a plea .
Which is
always seen
reaching out
towards an
reluctant
royal reverie .
Whom is
too afraid to
walk amongst reality ....

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