Best Hostas Poems

Inside twinkling eyes of nights bloom
          Garden flowers whisper
      Peeking through tree branches, heads nod
         Vines twine graceful arbor crown

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All dressed in green, the rose bush beams
like a child's blushing cheeks and pursed lips;
these debutants jilted by bees
forever wanting to be kissed.
A carpet of phlox giggles like a young lady
and drips over the wall like a Dali clock,
tickled by fingers of lilies and daisies
still...

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That is the path I've chosen,
covered with soft blades of grass
hedged with variegated hostas,
and moonlight filtering 
through hanging willow trees.
The winding path tilts slightly uphill,
towards a wooden pergola
that glimmers in the darkness,
a temple built in paradise 
for my lovely Marguerite.

I have planned my life's purpose,
I...

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A flower beginning with A is easy you see, an Aster I would sow
Bluebells of every colour and size in most gardens grow

Colourful  Cornflower and Coneflower fills the scene,
Dianthus and Daisy look bright and so clean.

English lavender whose perfume fills the air,
Foxglove of many...

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Whisking flakes fluttering as the icicles start to melt
I'll never forget how the accumulation of snow felt
Natural cool air underneath the wearing of gloves
Time for gramma's hot chololate that I've always loved
Equator shifts and brings forth a winter solstice
Roses are almost here...

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Up with the sun, put coffee to brew
Inside my mouth, some sticky night goo
Standing in housecoat with fuzzy house shoes
Starting my day, as always I do

Down with a cup, feeling like new
Stepped onto my porch, that first morning view
Something was odd, some weird bugaboo
There must...

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Spawned from the loins that 
Perpetuated the loyal serfs mongrel
Seed:-
These peoples of a conditioned and
"Resigned-To-it-all" breed.
Born into the enveloping tedium
Of interlocking days...Interwoven
With interlocking days -
Victims of stark circumstance
And vague promises unmade.
Gregariously living out their lives
When warmly embraced by
Every self-serving boast brazenly
Conveyed...
To be exploited, and thus,
Insidiously...

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See all of the buds upon the trees
watch closely as slowly one unfurls
each tiny weeny leaf stretching out
one by one peeling away from the buds

Turning their faces up to the sun
some sticky buds much longer taking 
all sorts of shapes and different sizes
as they grow...

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Season that grows from delicate Mother Nature
Preservation of green lands for the legal wager
Rejuvenated roots from tulips and white daisies
Invigorated blossoms delicately entwined and lacy
Nourishing sprinkles of mist for topiary growth
Glorious love and laughter with loyalty and troth


Somewhere after the snow but...

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SHADY LADIES





Hostas


Gael Turnbull(1928-2004,a Scottish doctor-poet created the imagist Spaces form in his collection Briefly (1967) a two line poem with a larger than usual space 
Turnbull  called poems using his device ‘Spaces’, and noted of these ‘The visual “space” is,a pause or hesitation, even...

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Casting a glance past my shoulder as Chopin’s Berceuse opens into the air
            light diffuses across the room with its Autumn shadow
 
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A Little Person's Garden View

As a wee person, my imagination runs free,
I peek through the window, many pixies I see,
Spreading dust, like the dew from the trees,
While fairies fly high and the flowers party!
The gnomes are standing so tall and still,
Between the Hostas, Iris, and...

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The Days Come, Warmer

Time has ammassed the many aspects of me,
Which I then collect, design and tatt 
Into delicate lace edgings for my aging, and which I then
Lay out into rings around  the bases of tree trunks
To become splendor again, anew across the landscape
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Nature's green dress sprawls lofty upon the earth,
bursting forth with life abiding foliage,
photosynthesizing perpetual birth
that carries a carpet of created knowledge.

Ivy hems climb to the collar of fir trees,
with moss detail, but not to upstage
frisky fern fringes, flower buttons with bees,
roving clover, shade hostas, and...

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There is a certain comfort that comes to me
every spring, from perennials I planted years ago, that still pop up, beneath dark soil. 

  I often wonder how in the world they survived the harshness of winter and his unforgiving and relentless frozen lashings,...

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