Best Patch Poems

A Patch of Moonlight

A patch of moonlight glimmers in pale shades of ivory
Then drips from feathery pine boughs in soft revery;
Nightingales fill solitude with pure symphonies
Still serenity of blissful stars in nocturnal brillancy.

8-19-21...

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Shapely to coarse green stem, 
sitting alone; wanting to grin.
Patiently waiting for the take,
wanting Halloween to begin.

A few more weeks left to grow,
inviting; nestled in straw.
Children soon make their choice,
with little eyes in awe.

Fields abundant in orange hue,
serenading a season of rest.
Large or small or...

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Summer yawns at rest,
Autumn kaleidoscopes in
Ominous beauty....

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Down yonder in the large-leafed kudzu patch
Where it is thick, silky, and very green
Clinging to gullied hills it tries to catch 
Where young lovers tucked away, won't be seen


That is, if it is during mid-summer
And a couple can hide in the vines
But do you want...

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Collaboration between
Seren Roberts and Mandy Tams:
 
The Wet Patch
 
Why sit with a frown is there a need?
Yes she whispered in my ear, I think I peed.
 
My knickers are wet, I dare not move at all
If I stand up, down they will surely fall
 
Your knickers are wet,...

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Pumpkin Patch Shenanigans


Puff white cotton candy, royal blue sky 

Autumns breathe over a breadth of meadow lie

Tillage field vines pumpkins that catch a bird’s-eye

Grandpa and black bird grand-kids are back in a flyby

Causing havoc with their big pumpkin patch shenanigans 

Fearless Scarecrow having an epic...

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For forty-three years Lil Abner ignored the voluptuous Daisy Mae
In Al Capp’s comic strip about the good folks of Dogpatch USA
I remember as a child thinking all women should look like she.
And wondering why he had no interest; was he not a real he?

The hillbillies...

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A Patch of Blue

When raindrops speckle sidewalks and make the puddles gaily dance;
When highways glisten with freckles of sunshine and umbrellas dot the gloom;
When trees bow down to storm winds and rainbows dance on roofs
I embrace the earth so clean and walk beneath a patch...

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First they’re sour then they’re sweet
Watermelon taste
They come in different colors
A chewy mouthful
I can eat them all
By myself
Mmm





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Inspired by Laura Mckenzie's
-Sweet Treat Contest-...

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"The Wind-Up Man, The Patch-Work Girl and The Remaining Time"



What do you do when your heart breaks into a million pieces?
You turn into metal, what’s left of your heart freezes.


What do you do when your world ceases?
You lock the shards of your flimsy trust behind...

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Children see pumpkins, pumpkins, pumpkins everywhere.
When they visit the pumpkin patch it's a family affair.
There are giant pumpkins, baby pumpkins, and pumpkins just right,    
And kids take off running in the pumpkin patch with delight.

Some children try to pick up heavy pumpkins...

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I've lived life hard, I've lived life full,

I wasn't the type that stood around and shot the bull.

Every lesson I learned, I learned complete,

Life was good but it wasn't always sweet.




Rigging up drilling rigs and tearing them down,

Moving from county to county and from town...

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Paul was poking around in the pumpkin patch
Looking for a pumpkin to snatch.
The eerie sound of a fiddle,
Made him piddle just a little,
And his breath so hard to catch!

He ran as fast as he could
And hid himself in the wood,
When he turned to see who...

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A child abused, yet of an hours grace...
Selina sat knitting her beads in grass
Though blind of sight, she touched the colors light
Under a tree whose leaves fell on her laugh

Selina sat, knitting her beads in grass
Surrounded by the darkness in her eyes
Under a tree, whose...

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The summer is here,
sweet songs come forth
maybe there are no more doors,
hopefully this is the night of nights....

Let no one kill their rainbows
although, the world tries
They're not sure of the slow death of time
never really letting it go...

Cast aside the master of misrepresentation
They cannot say...

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