
Today is Poetry Friday and my book is about praise, I thought I would share some praise poems.
One of my favorites is "Pied Beauty" by Gerard Manley Hopkins.
Pied Beauty
Glory be to God for dappled things--
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced--fold, fallow, and plough;
And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim.
All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
Praise him.

"A Praise Song from My Mother" is a praise poem celebrating motherhood. Click here to listen to Grace Nichols, a poet from Guyana, read her lovely poem.
For more Poetry Friday, head over to Anastasia Suen's blog, Picture Book of the Day.
Cheers to the vastness of the universe and the bounty of motherhood where we hold those same little universes within us. Beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
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Oh my...Nichols' poem made me cry - so beautiful. I'm saving this one to listen to many a time.
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