On Being Human (C. S. Lewis Poem)
Angelic minds, they say, by simple intelligence Behold the Forms of nature. They discern Unerringly the Archtypes, all the verities ...
Poems about nourishing (21 Poems)
THE CAPTIVE BEE; OR, THE LITTLE FILCHER (Robert Herrick Poem)
As Julia once a-slumb'ring lay, It chanced a bee did fly that way, After a dew, or dew-like shower, To ...
Your Love Made Flesh (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The Word of God the voice of creation Your Love made flesh in the babe placed laid in the humble ...
Nourishing one another (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Quietly sitting nourishing one another pondering the scripture and what it means for us The words of the savior praying ...
Embraced by the Saints (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The soil, the good soil of our lives the seeds, our faith, growing within us embraced by the saints those ...
Grapes on the Vine (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The children in our congregation, in the community, the world the grapes of the vine, the fruit of the work ...
The Vine (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Living in the vine, connected, to its strength to the love, life-giving succor sustenance of the vine feeding the branches, ...
Love is the Vine (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Love is the vine, the roots, the stalk the part feeding, nourishing the strength, the support holding me in loving ...
The Growth (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
God's love, the sun of the garden there is the source the growth, provided by God We plant, we water ...
Life Returned (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Life returned, in our little garden the little nurtured space by our back door, Fenced and planted the bulbs in ...
Hunger (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Oh how I hunger for the nourishing of Your word the feeding I receive through spending time with You feeling ...
Real Bread (True Bread) (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He was who he claimed to be life giving bread eternal, nourishing renewing us, those willing, able to accept his ...
Four Quartets 2: East Coker (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, ...
The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Wednesday (Marvin Bell Poem)
Gray rainwater lay on the grass in the late afternoon. The carp lay on the bottom, resting, while dusk took ...
Philomela (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Hark! ah, the nightingale- The tawny-throated! Hark, from that moonlit cedar what a burst! What triumph! hark!-what pain! O wanderer ...
Lost Time (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
On many an idle day have I grieved over lost time. But it is never lost, my lord. Thou hast ...
Locksley Hall (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want ...
Enoch Arden (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm; And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands; Beyond, red ...
Prologue (Sukasah Syahdan Poems)
1/ The taste of a poem is in the relishing sweet, sour or bitter cold, lukewarm or hot The test ...
April 18 (Sylvia Plath Poems)
the slime of all my yesterdays rots in the hollow of my skull and if my stomach would contract because ...