Best Bushes Poems

In the bushes lurked a man
Keeping handy 
Bits of candy
Luring children in the bushes
Where he hit them,
Scratched them, bit them.

If a man hides in the bushes
Don't go near him
If you hear him
In the bushes with a club
He will beat you, 
Cook you, eat you.






This is...

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Rose bushes in the front of my blue house
stand trimmed, and not one flower peeks its head,
so I no longer need to give a douse
of water to the bushes; they’ve been bled
of all their lovely hues. I miss them so!
Sometimes around this year, they bloom...

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"Burning Bushes Treacherous Cargo"

They say hell 
is on fire 

but there in 
The Lawrence Forest 
exist many, 
burning bushes 
waiting on deliverance
delivering messages,
hidden shadow angels
waiting for their
Bardo exodus

they are 
allowed to 
come and go 
but they are 
drawn back 
to their torched
habitats 
like moths
to flames

their...

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Sticks in containers,
Patiently wait on my lawn
For me to plant them....

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Like butterflies are some I know,
Who passing, catch my eye.
They flit and flutter to and fro,
And then . . . Away they fly!

But I prefer the bush I see,
Upon which they alight
Because each year she offers me
A bright and sure delight.

The blossoms springing forth from...

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Grown taller since May,
my rose bushes sprout blossoms -
yellow, pink and red -
bright remnants of warmer days
Now heralding fall’s glory....

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A Sound in the Bushes 

By Elton Camp

I take this walk most every day. 
It helps worrisome cares to allay. 
Today’s the first I have heard 
A sound different from a bird. 

Unless my ears misconceive 
It’s the rustling of fall leaves. 
But what could...

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Breathe - I breathe ! Beauteous be the rose
I planted the bush - the roots I cherish
Thorns - those beautiful thorns in my heart
Prickling !...

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Over ten worms then? In coats. Goggles? Flight then. Huge paper bees. Altitude 4 on curvatures rattling over the field,fauna and hedgerows. Boom boom boom beasts coming. Mooooving across the territory pulling dragging. When old then its chop chop chop. But if a falling blaster...

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I remember every poem
Mental pencils scribble
Out in your honour as if they’re
Written on real not mental
Paper like the marks your 
Eyes leave on my soul
Moments spent lost
In thought writing endless
Lines caging in words to 
Mask any feeling

Still scribbling in my mind
My mental scrap book filled...

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Bushes
       Growing together
       In different shades of green
       Enjoying the sun
        Reaching, stretching,upward
       ...

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The bushes are spread
Along a winding roadside
Spread dark green lime green...

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Bushes and More Bushes

Moses was in the wilderness with a broom in  his hand. 
When asked what he was doing he said he was beating 
around bush trying to put out the flame in burning bush. 
This was considered to have represented the first political...

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A quiet place beneath garden's old oak.
I sit and listen to bird's peaceful call.
Behind are tall bushes, magical stroke--
a secret hide-away to watch nightfall.

Quail had young in tall, flowering bushes.
Birds of all sizes have made feather beds.
Singing lullabies mid soft breeze rushes
soon, wee wings will...

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The puppet masters plot and weave, when first they practice to deceive
From Bush to Bush the fire spreads, a wildfire born from the Great Beasts bed
Intent, creates a new Zeitgeist to spawn a child, an anti-Christ
The seed’s been sown in Satans name the purpose clear,...

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