Stirring Poems - Poems about Stirring

The 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

Why?

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

Brief Stirring

         Written: March 15, 2025, for contest Sponsored by Brian Strand

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Did happiness lie beyond that high wall? 
Perhaps such joy dwelled, nowhere at all,
Only pain could stir that brief, elusive call.

Of Patagonia

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

The Stirring

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

Stirring

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

PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR STIRRING US TO CONSIDER OUR WAYS

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

Stirring Echoes

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

Stirring My Tea

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

Stirring My Afternoon Tea

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

Stirring The Tea

 

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 !

Stirring my tea

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

Stirring My Tea

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.

Stirring my Tea

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

Witches Stirring the Soup's Brew

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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