Best Potting Poems

At the top of the garden
A sanctuary hidden
The old hen house is converted to
A potting shed
Stone floor, a window, a door
Your secret bolt hole
Nurturing beloved...

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GRAN’S LAST MESSAGE

Seems smelly old Gran wrote a note before she died the second time, it was found on her when the army picked up...

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In snooker there is but one rule
To play your best at the crucible
Professionals play under extreme pressure
For the crowds joy and immense pleasure



Fifteen reds set...

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The heavy odor of lavender polish softly opened the door
Peeling paint  family holiday  house timber-slated chairs
Orange-flower water the  tick-tock of the grandfather...

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you made us unique
we’re grass seeds who want to speak
to show your art skills

you’re so creative
you made us grow on the head
of this goofy face

we...

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Clay saucer
clay pot
potting soil
striped triangular stone
tiny green bud
tall bamboo stalk
fleshy green leaves
held in place by
patio umbrella crank
sits on latticed
black round wrought iron
table at Bart’s Books
Ojai,...

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See, see the splurptious sky
Marvel at its big Mauve depths.
Tell me, dingle, do you
Wonder why the Aardvark ignores you?

Why its foobly stare
makes you feel Crappy.
I...

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Tranquil day, Spring on the flood, 

birds busy with their careworn caution  

just see how their skills unite to feed 

and stay the course...

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Along Iran's alluvial fan, 
spanned a virgin, untested 
train
A scourging blight the tender, 
fecund suckers did restrain
A heartier tulip bloomed on 
Tunisia's arid plain
A docile...

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His dreams of buttered toast and trains became
  Beleaguered by town-planners and architectural sharks
Who erected on his green and pleasant visions
  The blight...

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For days now he had hungered.

His search took him along many an avenue,
where his pleas were so harshly ignored.
But his need was such he had...

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oblique inverted potting vessels
 full of luminescent onions. 

  half the bulbs have grown out of their 
habitats sprouting at night over roof
tops on...

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Tranquil day, Spring on the flood, 

birds busy with their careworn caution  

just see how their skills unite to feed 

and stay the course...

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Under the African sun

When loneliness bite’s and red wine doesn’t help
And mowing the lawn makes you feel a little green,
Red faced and hot! 
Winter it...

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Imagine

Yellow socks tambourines pretty girls and fax machines
Sunshine waves Heinz baked beans and black tinted windowed limousines 
Garbage anarchy wasps that sting and red currant...

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