Stirring Poems - Poems about Stirring

Written: March 15, 2025, for contest Sponsored by Brian Strand ************* Did happiness lie beyond that high wall? Perhaps such...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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....Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

Gentling verses, like softly spoken dawns, Pour out rhythms, releasing hungers, Stirring hearts to breathe, restoring hopes, Prayerful moments trembling, Echoing, glistening shafts of heated praises, Mysteries in shadows, embracing – erasing Shades of inspiration, focusing on joys Alive like the dancing...Read the rest...

When I was little, my stepfather and I would be outside, coloring the driveway with chalk or throwing a frisbee and he’d stop and say, “I’m gonna go stir your mama up.” He’d go in the...Read the rest...