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Flowerbed Poems - Poems about Flowerbed

Premium Memberjust shoes

...Have you ever seen a pair of Nine West Folowe Pumps in Red Blooms Floral - or ever held a feathery pair? They offer the pure pleasure of perfection.

You can see them popping up lately, in streetwe...
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Categories: flowerbed, beauty, fashion, feelings, fun,
Form: Free verse

This nomadic wind

...This nomadic wind
       This nomadic wind, and along the way the buds are a fallen subtlety 
i have gathered them all, paved to greet your way 
Accept , please accept them all, with thy humble ha...
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Categories: flowerbed, art,
Form: Free verse



Premium MemberWhen Pigeons Fly

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Today the air is brisk and clear
     With a whisp of winter in the air.
As pigeons coo, sweet morning doves,
     Pitching woo like young love does.
And speckled dew upon the leaves
     Upli...
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Categories: flowerbed, animal,
Form: Rhyme

Ephemeral

...To escape world’s relentless strain,
From life’s cycle, to epic refrain,
Wander with Homer’s visionary eye,
Where Sappho’s verses lie.

A young man, burdened by false mirth,
Packed his ...
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Categories: flowerbed, dream, fantasy, lost love,
Form: Rhyme

Premium Memberenvenomation

...black scorpions mate
snakes sneak in sensing the scent --- 
flowerbed lies dead
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Categories: flowerbed, crazy, nature,
Form: Haiku



Premium Member'Post Mortem'

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  After poor old Mortimer was dead

    by his grave ~ a flowerbed...
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Categories: flowerbed, beauty, flower, funeral, irony,
Form: Couplet

Premium MemberWhen I Am Nothing

...When I am nothing, a no one,
when nobody remembers my name -
will you give me a purpose to remain?

When I can no longer run,
will you carry me over the line?
Will you teach me how to tread slo...
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Categories: flowerbed, angst, perspective, romance,
Form: Free verse

The Kabbalah of Poetry

...Dear bag of nails
you are driving me crazy
once I thought you sweet
and fruity
now I deplore the way you snore
Love you dearest doggy
but you’re a real eyesore
woof me a kiss
while you piss
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Categories: flowerbed, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Woof

...Dear bag of nails
you are driving me crazy
once I thought you sweet
and fruity
now I deplore the way you snore
Love you dearest doggy
but you’re a real eyesore
woof me a kiss
while you piss
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Categories: flowerbed, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberOh, Death Is Unforgiving

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"Shadows of yesteryears rise up again on All Hallows Eve, 
to roam the streets and parks, to whisper in the trees."

                                    Quote by _Constance
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Categories: flowerbed, horror, october, scary,
Form: Rhyme

Premium MemberGrace Hand of Nature

...A graceful pace in a meadow of blue.
Blossoming blooms; bees lingering behind.
I lay, laud and favor whilst breeze flows through
As long as the sun is shining, you'll find.
Tiny flower clusters s...
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Categories: flowerbed, nature,
Form: Ode

Dog Watch

...Little yappy dog
why do you bark at the sky
and not piddle nor poo?
I let you out a time ago
but you will not go
yet sniff and foot it around
trampling over the flowerbed
and not doing what yo...
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Categories: flowerbed, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberEaster Lily

...Eden’s garden manifest
Disgraceful sins confessed
Lily footprints scattered
Nutrient droplets pattered
	
Eve, deprived of paradise
Exiles ultimate price
Misdeeds penance pour
Tethered tis uto...
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Categories: flowerbed, easter, flower, religious,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberRose Cottage

...In an old house,
A cottage,
Near the ocean,
By the bay.
Two shall become one,
Plan their future,
And dream…

The house is old,
But not real old,
And they are young.

I suppose the old hou...
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Categories: flowerbed, for her, for him,
Form: Free verse

Buried Green Bottles

...As I took my initial sip of beer
in that dusky bar on that rainy 
night in Amsterdam,
I forgot about Van Gogh 
and the canals and tulips, 
and was right back in Smithtown.

The first beer I ev...
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Categories: flowerbed, 7th grade, baptism, childhood,
Form: Free verse

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