Nourishment Poems - Poems about Nourishment

Soup What is it about soup? Comforting, restorative. To some it might be Just a simple recipe. To me, it is a food of connection: Goodness, shared making, A welcomed blend, delicious embraces. Is it broth, the many ingredients? Is it all of these? What do you think? Soup nourishes, Wholesomely, spiritually. A fullness of nourishing labor Goes into its making. Taste your bond with others. ...

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Love is the best fruit, the best nutrient.! Hate is rotten fruit, spoiled food... He who chooses to hate is not making the right choice sits at the wrong table...!...

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Food — The gift of soil and hand, A miracle that sprang from sand, Quenching hunger, warming souls, Is the bite and sip from steaming bowls. The ripened fruits and tender greens, Eaten with crusty loaf of grains, With flavours bold, textures sweet, Making every bite a rare retreat. A vital force that flows within, Building bones and mending skin, Is the dance of taste...

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Shades of blue spread across the sky The sun shines over the mountains The lake reflects colors all around A clear, cool day, clears my mind I am grateful to be here to see this So many times, I could have been stopped There were often minutes, so close to death I try to make the best of the time I have It's...

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Instead of nourishing your body with food we need to nourish our minds with positivity...

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Beneath the Rubble Unfinished artwork waits on the shelf, Hidden between dark pages, Scribbles on paper long to be free. As a lover waits, it too waits, For the breath of life, Seasons pass without promise. In...

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Food is the nourishment of both mind and body...

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Nourishment of wild, we forgot where we came from; It may be too late; Destroying the sea, wiping out the whole forest; No regard for home; Parasites feeding, mono crops poaching the land; Rich soil won’t come back; Humanity’s ills leveled with nature’s fury; Violent minute storm; It’s over in an instant; The faithless now filled with hope....

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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 him to begin to live, to risk Falling She licks him over...

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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 soul in need Struggling against guilt of sin-breed Then comes heaven’s refreshing...

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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 fruit, Plus some cake or pie or cookies, With an ice cream...

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Extraterrestrial Nourishment It is what nourishes the hunger within a poet's mind which satiates the restless heart...

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The sun shines on me with gray skies in the distance Walls of green trees stand between and a warm wind blows As it dries the wet ground and puddles disappear The rain has stopped for now after many downpours I walk between different shades of weather, Always knowing how fast things can change It is nice to see the sun...

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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 they not see The worry in my eyes? What will I do? How...

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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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