Best Gardened Poems

Of all the things that I have lost
Perhaps what hurts the most
Is that I can no longer go
to where I once called home...

I cannot roam...

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Mother had me when she was just a young woman,
at birth I was her baby- then her girl;
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My hands look worn, marked by the passing of time,
Of sunlight, cold, heat and work.
They have baked, cooked, gardened and harvested,
They have held the hands...

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I've gardened and read
I wrote poetry in my head
I picked up all the clippings
And everything red.

Time now to nap
And dream dreams far away
Of my true...

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A symphonic silent moment in time
Swimming in the soul of your lover
A protective comfort of a salty warm cove
An experience never held by another
This spirited...

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Daylight slips in and out
of yellowing curtains,
as the sun blinks.
At such times
her thoughts 
appear and disappear

The old lady has planted
her mind in closets
where dreams wither,
in...

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Over the pond’s lilies’ leaves,
morning dew settles glistening sleeves —
a covering to compliment the green,

a translucent, hint-of-blue ~ from a quivering 
mist hanging, hushing everything,...

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Walking along life’s crooked gardened paths
Becomes more meaningful with time;
First early steps to follow butterflies
In bright sun with cheers to make rhymes
Touching soft pink flowers...

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Long country roads reminds me of home.
 Where Mother gardened in her yellow hat
 and Dad watching her would smile and at 
 her laugh,...

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Permaculturists,
like Taoists
and Buddhists
and Hindus, etc.
Consider neighbors
extended and respected family,
ZeroZone Kin,
regardless of zone status
near or far,
regardless of species,
regardless of living
or gone
or not yet arrived.

Dear Neighbors,

I make...

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Spring Showers

I had a friend who gardened but sadly her health
 has waned- still, I know she dreams of  flowers
 and welcomes good ...

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I come from Dawn to Night's long mile
Whose boyhood heard the songs of brooks
And mourned the sparrow's falling,
And Hope, those days did lift my wings
As...

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forgot to tell you
i gardened naked one day
gentle misting rain

thinned out salad greens
planted them where scotch bonnet
was on the end row

just me in rain boots
the...

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My town is a floral one, known in French as
"La Ville des Fleurs," for, it is one so beautifully gardened
It is, in the island, the...

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Deep Roses That Wrapped Our Love, Tis' Not Forgot

Forgotten, the days of thunder that we once knew,
Long ago, red roses bloomed in our gardened spot,
And...

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