Best Gazebo Poems


Gazebo

There once was a young man from Toledo
Who fast needed to rent a tuxedo
He went in
Was too thin
Suit hung on him like a cloth gazebo

Premium Member In the Gazebo

IN THE GAZEBO

Pansies    nasturtiums    lilacs
May or June
That mixed aroma in the breeze
And the great sky-flower

There is an elegant    white pavilion distant
With spruce and willow trees
So perfectly placed
The grass like a meadow    all surround

Why?
Why can those    why did those tender three words anger?
Perhaps not anger
But ruin

There was laughter
Eye-to-eye glances
An other sort of love    now in retrospect
The sort    once realized    might harden a wooden seat

Why?
Why do shoulders stiffen
Even now
At the mere sound?

Something was misread
Some aroma
Some feminine touch
Some sound carried on the breeze
    
Alas    now to be alone in this summer house
To realize
A certain part of me was alone on that May or June day
The heart of me

Premium Member Gazebo In a Park

gazebo of love
first kiss place for so many
The park like magic


Was In Gazebo Horn Haiku

Was In Gazebo Horn Haiku

Was in gazebo
When we found a placebo
And will watch it grow.

I am still reading Never Do 
Deny Bill Nye the Science 
guy.

As a rule what you
Normally will do in school
Is do fight a duel.

Should I ask her another
question or to priest make
a confession?

Jim Horn

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Inside On the Outside

lost in greenery
out of the house for a day
gazebo breezes
in midst of blooming summer
underneath the singing trees

sitting on sunshine
before the sweet crimson hour
in summer's fun house
in a universe of stars
outside of icy winter

on the edge of bliss
and thankful for God's goodness
in a jasmine year
butterflies hummingbirds scents
excitement for the senses

Premium Member Gazebo

Set up our gazebo for the summer, our joy overflows
Adds another whole room to our sweet humble abode
With the feeling of camping
Helps to alleviate the cramping
Making it homey helping us forget winter's cold


Placebo Gazebo

Come purchase assurance! Salvation sold here!
Our rose-colored glasses cure doubt, pride, and fear.
Believe without question and watch your faith grow.
(The price may be truth, but it’s not like you’ll know.)
© Ed Morris  Create an image from this poem.

Gazebo of Prayer - Thomas Kinkade

a perfect
place
a peaceful 
space
for a time of
reverent renewal
a moment of silence
to refuel
the trees
soften the light
creating harmonies
of shadows and hues bright
fragrant floral aromas
float in the air 
in this small sanctum 
of solitude fair
birds sing happily
in the trees
as if a church choir
praising God with ease
thanking Him for the 
grace given
to this little
garden of heaven
look and listen and
allow His presence
to fill our hearts
in its small world essence
the gazebo of prayer
helps connect with Providence
a beacon for all of us
in providing guidance
a shelter, a haven
a refuge, a retreat
getting lost in this gazebo
where my God I greet

Premium Member Our Winter Gazebo



Behold with joy, our flickering sky. together tonight!

See the colorful, myriad, dark islands of stars! 

Always holding sapphired, colored tomorrows of joyous mores.

But I, forever lost in the light rays of your own starry eyes.

Your face, such equanimity and angelic grace!

Let's stay like this, forever in frigid cold, till we become very old.

We, were enjoying the frigid winds, here, in our winter gazebo.

Shhh…let us slip into Aphrodite's darkness.

Truly, that is where our loving, eternal heart is.

In our beloved's sacred, eternal soul.

                   11/6/2024

Premium Member Gazebo

Sunny settings
Picnics
Barbecues
Even weddings

Chatting and having a good time
Laughter with friends
Or
Quiet times

Alone
To just sit
And breathe
Take in the beauty
Of the surroundings

Flowering trees
With heavenly scent
Green lush grass
Flowering shrubs
Perfumed garden blooms
Bright cheerful colours



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Gallant Gazebo

Great Things Grow In Gazebo

In gallant  gazebo great  things grow;
Like my curiosity which you do know;
Do ameliorate;
Not  humiliate;
To Trump brain caused a severe blow.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member The White Gazebo


It was a vibrant,sunlit spring,
When he surprised her with a ring!
In the most beautiful place of all,
In the white gazebo, next to the
heavily ivied, wall.
All her life she had dreamed of a
moment like this.
With her handsome prince on his
knee,implanting a sweet kiss.
Considerate he,kept staring into her 
tear-filled eyes!
They both knew their future ahead, 
would be a fulfilling surprise.
A home, the welcomed sound of children's feet.
A warm fireplace, was in their future to greet.


     September 13, 2020
             8:00pm PST

Gazebo

I like this place
For prayer and
Meditation.

Premium Member Dad's pride and joy

Adding finishing touches to gazebo.
Enclosed haven looking much like a resort.
Our very own summer guesthouse.



Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: Honorable Mention 2026

A Wonderfully Rainy Moment In a Gazebo

sitting in a gazebo
in the rain with you
watching the water flow with a smile
enjoying the quiet as well as the stillness
listening to you sing love (can make you happy)
and saying to my self, 'oh mercy!'
making you laugh mid-lyric
then i sing 'laughter in the rain'
to myself while enjoying the beautiful 
singing voice and the pleasure of the
pleasingly permanent company of the
One That I Love......Nothing Like It!
© Marty King  Create an image from this poem.

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