Best Seedlings Poems

Golden fingers play
Tickle Earths children
Sunrays playing games
Tiny seedlings drink
Sun’s tasty nectar.

The sweetest treats 
That they will eat
Earth’s minerals
Feed their bodies.

When you see
Fresh veggies
Full and ripe.

Thank Sun
And Earth.

Eat.
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SATURATED SEEDLINGS:

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A solid life form
Shelled until Saturated
Grounded in suppressing soil
Surrounded and submerged in darkness

A seminally insignificant seedling
Attempting to sprout above the horizon

To let the sweet sunshine photosynthesize itself

The green applaudance
As its begins breaking through the darkness into the place of life and light

A mother...

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We are all drifters:
We cease not to roam.
We ponder the passing moments
Like pearls,
And sometimes they fly by
Like shrapnel.

Take me to my hovel,
My home on that lonesome hill
Where I eat carrots and potatoes
From a garden of my morning--
The morning, the ever turning 
Morning, stretching into day.

The...

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Tranquility from your eyes, so golden
Panoramas in orange with violet clouds
Those magnificent dreams still unfolding
Secrets fill the skies with spirits aroused

While the mountains embrace the green valley
Your softness and sweetness evoke my thirst
You snuggled up in my arms with many 
Thoughts that the love birds...

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I planted a variety of seeds tending them with love.
each day I protected them and soon put them in the  garden-
but the squirrels loved them too, I guess they thought, WOW-  a salad !

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May 22, 2020


Poetry/Sijo/The Seedlings
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There are seedlings grown well somewhere
behind the walls in natural fertile soils
they are monocotyledonous fresh seedings
the radicles wake up first before plumule
to gain firm ground for branches, leaves
but some farmers do it with wit in style
watering roots with alcohol and iodine
pouring steaming water to remove...

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I got a flower pot ready
aerated the soil inside,
it was left out all Winter
the plants from last year had died.

Brought it into the house
I didn't want it to go to waste,
let the soil warm up a bit
inside the soil, the seeds are encased.

I planted a...

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I came across 
lost seedlings,
abandoned 
in a musty bin
of a garage.

Then  heard
a meek mist pleading,
" oh, fern soil,
praise them
with your yard."

" Douse kaleidoscope 
cool droplets,
those days
scorched 
furnace dark;"

"And clover-cove 
when
frigid snow 
abrades 
their glinting spark."


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Waiting for the springtime glow, of the rising sun.

Oh, then shall come the sprouting, and the start of all the fun.

I will grow, and grow, to reach my height, and fill the world with awe.

I will be the greatest flower the universe has ever saw.

Yes,...

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Bursting out of the embryo, 
they unfurl, fresh face facing sky;
Precious and promising - yearning
for cosy sunlight - a hope
to shoot up with elegance
into fresh breath of life.

Date: 08/02/2021
Bite Size Poem no. 16 Poetry Contest...

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The seedlings whisper, oh dear one plant us 
deep into the cool soil so we can grow and bloom
but little ones I reply-  its too cold at night
for the north wind reaches out his frozen fingers

You must wait, but the seedlings demand
we want to...

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The strong gives you
Reliance and hold
Therefore the weak is able
To climb up

Their tentacles
Having no eyes
Have been seeking and never give up

They seek on which they can rely
Following their perception in the dark

So, when you are longing for sunshine
Even the blind sees the brightness

Those who seek...

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We Are Seedlings Of That First Divine Tree

I talk, walk, dance, and write - therefore I am
The world mocks, its dark harvests are a scam
We are seedlings of that first divine tree
Sprouted in soil, gazing at Heaven's sea
This life meanders with its winding maze
We only...

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We all start out like seedlings
Just emerging from the earth,
Alike in that we’re each of us
A product of a birth.

Depending on our genus,
We may grow up tall and straight
Or be scraggly or bristly,
Rooted down by luck or fate.

We’ll be nurtured and be nourished
Or be totally...

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have sowed all my seeds
have planted them with love
have cared for them daily
now, I wait

waiting for nature
waiting for green to peak
waiting for each new leaf
now, I wait

then there are frail plants
then tender flower buds
then came the wind and rain
now, I wait

will the frail survive
will...

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