Best Gardner Poems

-The Tree of Life- 

Featuring: Casarah Nance
 ~~I am beautiful on the inside you will see~~
   ~But really I am scarcely a tree...

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As a young girl growing up in the 50s and 60s, Hollywood’s glamorous and glitzy lifestyle fascinated me. Popular actresses such as Jane Russell, Ava...

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Gettysburg Hauntings

When General Meade met General Lee
At Gettysburg in 1863

Sons of the South battled Northern brothers
And neither side has ever recovered

Fifty-one thousand lives lost in...

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Standing all alone in the woods;
eyes shut, I feel the lilting light.
Sun dodges needles through the crown,
beams land on my skin softly so.
Brisk breezes quicken...

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Christmas Eve in the Gardner household
With mum’s prep for next day going well,
When her two boys, 9 and 7, began to fight
And Mike, her oldest,...

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I’m a girl.
I’m a whirl,
And A swirl.
A wind.
A blend.
I mend.
And I bend…

Of the reeds,
I need,
I bleed,
I bead….
And I mend,
As I Pen.

A little hippy.
A little cheeky.
Even...

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School holidays were testing times for Mum’s with things we done,
when us kids had idle time to chase the values of new fun.
We’d trained our...

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Love is like a flower
Delicate and fragile
It needs just the right 
Ingredients to survive
Too much attention is like...
Too much water
You seem desperate
And the relationship drowns
From...

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Written by Gail DeBole  
and included in PS: It's Poetry
A PoetrySoup.com anthology published in 2020

Note: Grendel was the monster in the old English Heroic...

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Through Their Eyes

The Poetry Murders Part 3 in the series

Murder She Wrote

It was a dark night with a full moon
The alley narrow, my hopes high
My...

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Sometimes I sit in wonder,
Thinking about
All the stories
I so fondly
Remember from Uncle
Walter; telling me
About his experiences during WWII, oh so many 
Years ago.

There were so...

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Not a flag was unfurled,
and no cornet trilled,
as the rain-swollen clouds,
the bleak valley filled.
 
The wind blowing cold
with a chill that pervades
as the caisson's old...

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Along a winding country road
one autumn’s day of late,
I chanced upon an aged abode,
up a hill beyond a gate.

The house was old and quiet,
not a...

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She was a loving gardner growing four boys, she was called home by God when her love had taken root, now she is a gardener...

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FANTASY LAND
 A
VIOLTTE POEM
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a land of few hippies',
where live elves' and pixies;
matriarchal fairies,
Irish drummers

where happy and laughter
and joy ever after
fun end to a chapter,
love their...

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