Best Weeds Poems

Young girls’ bright eyes widened
Behold our wild wheat field
Playground for imaginative innocents

Gracefully swaying amber stalks
Feathered with grain centers
Ostrich plumes reaching for azure sky

Such was the ideal venue
For hide-and-go-seek
Catch of a summer’s day

Plans dashed through my mind
When I grow up, I want to live here
Right here...

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Forever lost deep in a lonely heart,
stands a forgotten palace hidden from sight.
Where lived a simple scribe who practiced his art
and languished in the flames of candle light.

While a fair princess peacefully slept,
upon her pillow by a warm crackling fire.
She was surrounded by the lovely...

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Most people are crazy about flowers,
Whether grown from cuttings or seeds.
They can talk of their beauty for hours,
But no one says anything nice about  weeds.
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groundsel
      forget-me not

my pretty spurge
      mere fools parsley
      sowing thistles
      a
        dead nettle
leaving such
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stencils of night’s mist

brush your graveyard with ash dye

 laying on crushed weeds...

      this heart spills a requiem

and my tune—love’s offering.



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Brian Strand's Contest 245...

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In a garden which is hopeless 
Because of weeds
Pink cosmos is blooming 
Like  hope
Like the stars of cosmic dust
They describe my love

I'm afraid that you won't admit
I'm afraid that you won't feel
I'm afraid that my flower blooms
In vain 

It's so hard just to look...

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Raggedy Weeds Poem
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BLESS MY WEEDS!


God bless my weeds,
They grow their own seeds,
They feel the need,
to bloom and grow,
Them  I don't need to sow,
They won't even grow in rows,
Put them in a verse to read,
Dear God, Bless my weeds!...

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Pick my flowers if
you must
My peony, my daisy
But if you try to
pick my weeds
You just might make
me crazy

The peony is
beautiful
The daisy simple and
sweet
But it’s the weed
that stands strong
And at the end of
the day can take the
heat

In my yard they're
free to grow
They have a job to
do
In...

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These winter weeds, they come alive
and seep in through my pores, 
they dig  through flesh, they dwell inside
and multiply by scores.
As vines lay bare 'round garden run
I curse the weakness of the sun
as vines lay bare
as vines lay bare
infectious shivers come undone.

These winter weeds,...

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Growing weeds are any gardener's abomination.
My lawn mower appears to want to stay in hibernation.
I can't seem to get the old motor to run.
This is frustrating, and making me come undone.
The municipality says the grass is too high today.
They threaten to send a summons and...

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Weeds and flowers grow
Side by side in fertile ground
A verdant picture
Unknowing their given names
Who decides their place in life?...

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We pull the weeds from dawn till night,
and pray for rain on summer's blight,
as muscles strain and blisters bleed;
we will not bow to nature's creed,
but dig and pull with all our might.

What burning zeal she dares ignite;
she sows those thistle seeds in spite,
and mocks our...

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Weeds

Why do I do so well at growing things, 
I don't want to grow, 
and do so badly and the other plants, 
I work hard to keep alive?

The value of weeds is a question 
I have pondered at length. 

At first we went to war....

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Rain
cheery, amenable
cooling, soaking, quenching
gardens, crops, thistles, weeds
growing, choking, drying
leachy, noxious
drought

8/7/2022...

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