Stirring Poems - Poems about Stirring

I come home I am smiling Look do they see me ? Do not say anything Knew I was gone? Something inside me Dead for a long time I feel its heart beating Beating along. What does it mean? This stirring inside me Look through the tiny cracks Of my hearts home . Don't they know that I'm...

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Tears compel my heart to scream, then sigh still as the winter's breath who inspires Listening to my soul's grief, I search the sky glistening stars, moon and dream admires Grace grows in the heavenly realms, oh why? Everywhere I go I feel the glow of love's fire...

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Written: March 15, 2025, for contest Sponsored by Brian Strand ************* Did happiness lie beyond that high wall? Perhaps such joy dwelled, nowhere at all, Only pain could stir that brief, elusive call....

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When you ask about my trip, what will I say? That the river waters are milky azure, surging from melting glaciers Glaciers pressing through granite masses So huge they might be clouds held tightly in valleys of fearful peaks. I’ll mention a rolling waterfall, not tumbling or churning, But a smooth turquoise roll without break or boulder to mar its...

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A storm in a teacup, whirling silvery clouds; Caffeine is cuddling you; It’s so hard to deny that sky devoid of blue; A storm in a teacup, howling turbid beauty; Gloomiest glitter drops lick at a murky spoon; The stirring never stops; A storm in a teacup sweetened a little bit; Lit up smile’s peeking out; Something of a striptease, steered by the slightest pout; A storm in...

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Take in the air I breathe and paint it all over the street Breathe the air that I breathe And leave the substance running in the street Lift your courage above the sky And walk with me before you say the final goodbye The journey is long, but the path is clear I will hold your hands and reminiscence with you...

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September 28 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Haggai 1-2, and Zechariah 1-4 Key Verse – Haggai 1:7 Thus saith the LORD of hosts; Consider your ways. PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR STIRRING US TO CONSIDER OUR WAYS Praise be to God for stirring us to consider our ways against: Discouragements through His driving direction Disaster-dearth along His dutiful...

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Your echoes reach me though they travel from afar, over oceans and vast mountains, no matter where you are. Oh how I long to linger in their warm embrace, caught up in the raptures, seeking visions of your face. So in dreams I go searching, to claim what I so miss, the comfort of your...

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A native coffee to start your day makes your day like a holiday; The wild aroma makes a sting that plucks the hymn in your heart like a string. And it tastes better without sweet for, you can taste the essence of its treat; The strong taste keeps your blood alive like a stream that...

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Sitting here stirring my afternoon tea. Earl Grey is my favourite, so that it must be. With the fragrance of Bergamot filling the air, recollections at Grandma's house take me right there. She'd brew up a pot, serve cookies and cake, or sometimes a Cadbury's chocolate flake. So that's why Earl Grey is my first...

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Mother said, "nothing like a cup of tea," so, in the morning I stir mine with glee; oh, I love the warmth within, thoughts- notes of a violin ... but, there is one problem it makes me pee !...

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In the pot, a memory, stirring, sweet, Blended leaves, a dance of flavors meet. Mornings greeted with a warming brew, Guests welcomed anytime, with joy imbued. Evenings, families, mingling delight, Snacks and tea, a comforting sight. A bygone era, those moments vast, My heart yearns, wishing to recast. Now a tea bag, in water's lively bubble, Worldly varieties, a sip, a subtle cuddle. The stirred...

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Stirring my hot or cold tea, with fresh honey from a bee. I must not get stung, or this sweet drink will hurt my tongue. I am enjoying my tea and set free....

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In the morning I heard the tea pot singing, With the amber liquid sizzling, Saw spouts of vapor ejecting, With a sweet aroma tickling. While pouring my cup of steaming tea, Adding some cream, a little sugar and stirring it I thought of the magic effect it brings, Reviving us on every morning and keeping us fit. As we sip it while...

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Three busy witches stood stirring a stew Cauldron filled with freaky things for a brew Each Halloween they made soup in their escapade Adding ingredients to a brown roux Jan, of course, as she always wants to do added a bouquet garni of fresh poo She said, "It's for flavour! A taste that I favour." There's no tellin' where she got it? No clue Tania,...

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