Best Beet Poems

ON MY MOTHER’S PASSING

i wanted to keep my mother physically with me
but it would be like trying to hold the sun
like in life she still...

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There was a time when I was young,
My cousin Glenn and I,
Did fall in love with one young man,
Whose face and form were fine.

He had...

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Bowled over, kneading you, feeling sub-lime
from my head tomatoes. Hear my heart beet!
Eggcited, wonton you olive the thyme.
Donut you carrot all for me at yeast?

You’re...

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Grandpa’s a gem in the garden,
tending his sprouts and his peas,
tomatoes and onions and cabbage,
his ‘caulies’ and his broccoli’s.

I have seen plenty of gardens,
chocked full...

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As dawn unfolds today beyond my fractured windowpane,
a breeze beguiles the ashen drapes. Like snakes they slip aside,
revealing wanton worlds that race and run aground,...

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I look at you and see disgust
A sinful shame of all mankind
Red as a beet 
I try to change
I can’t even do anything right
I try...

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Life is like a flower this does blossom ever. 
Visiting such a nice village I forget never. 
So much of love you give I cannot...

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I surround you,
     beanstalk without beans
Invade you, 
     rose with thorns,
     reach my...

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The waves crushing her tiny body with striking blows
White creamy wash caresses her golden skin as the wave slows
Moving sluggishly towards the horizon
Because of a...

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If one is hungry
And bored
Of watching over Mecca,

What better place
To steal an apple
Than from another country’s orchards,
With fighter jets
Twanged in the sky
Like flying bottle openers,
Diving...

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Hilly lent me his post hole digger ‘cause I’m putting up a fence
around me veggie garden, so I could give it some defence
from marauding sheep...

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Soda, ice cream, chips and pizza
I love the way they taste
But every time I bring some home
They end up going to waist
My wife screams are...

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Hot chocolate hot chocolate I like it sweet, at Yule time I'll drink it then take a back seat 
beside the old tree where Santa...

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nineseventeenPM on a winter's night asleep
 wolf wind's a-whistlin' and a-howlin'
   reaching under every blanket, every sheet
     grasping shivering...

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A feast of eye-catching hues swirl midair,
stoic fragile leaf a chill whisper,
overt orange, deep vein red,
pallid yellow, scaly amber,
jumble upon bright clad jumble,
earthbound mattress on...

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