Best Flower Bed Poems

Floating down with grace and ease
Carried off by the Autumn breeze
Rich in hues of orange and red
Landing in the flower bed

What once was buzzing full...

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I

just like their love of fifty years
that they held very dear
the lilies and the irises
looked radiant that year.

they had no need to prove their love
just...

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It was a lovely summer 
the garden was filled with butterflies. 
Whammy the caterpillar was full of joy. 
He climbed the tallest stalk in the...

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It took just a moment
A single concentration lapse
And down the drain,Bayern's effort went
Whilst Messi enjoyed the claps


Life is like a football game
As dicey as a...

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Such a beautiful, blooming rose,
There is no reason to be shy,
So, why let your petals close,
When the sun is low in the sky.

Daisies and daffodils...

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A white rose grew in her Summer garden.
"Beautiful rose, I must beg your pardon.
for I must clip you from your flower bed
to enjoy your aroma...

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Searched within the walls of my feeble mind
In brain matter scattered, but could not find
proof that orange is just humdrum,
To this conclusion I have come...

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April rains are gone; the skies are not so grey.
Listen! Can you hear the bluebirds overhead?
"Happy Birthday, Linda," all the birdies say:
"Come and hear our...

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He slowly opened the window sash
Deeply breathing the cool morning air
Feeling the warmth of the sunshine
Embracing the morning so completely
Bringing the spark of life to...

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Ants are known to be industrious,
Bustling about the anthill
In lines and arcs and freeform patterns,
Intent on some important insect mission,
Minding their own business, thank you.

Of...

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More and more now, discomfort has become my constant company. I do not like it! Then I think of others who are cursed with conditions...

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Spin your web, oh gentle spider
Gentle spider maker of wondrous things
In a hazy morning dew so splendid
With your  sticky string so mended
Simple life is...

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I watched a little butterfly

A dainty thing, of vivid hues.

It fluttered here, then over there

I wondered, which bloom would it choose.

It skirted round the flower...

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Still bearing the heat
Of summer's final ember,
At my shaded window seat
... Waiting on September 

No sign as of yet ...
The leaves, pretty green,
Where embers had...

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Thorns upon a wilted vine
hidden within my flower bed
Through and about they do twine
From my flesh, the color red

Hidden within my flower bed,
my emotions do...

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