Flowerpots Poems - Poems about Flowerpots

A Dreamy Night

...Black onyx night, of the pearlescent moon,
diamond dew kissed, musk rose red.
Deep purple and white passion!
Phantoms dance in lilac dreams;
around the corner of blooms,
with memories of...

My Brother, John

...My brother, John, was older than me; and I had ever looked up to him,
As a golden sun seems always with you, but comes and goes at whim.

My brother, John, taught me to roller skate, and h...

Impossible Primroses

...vibrant primroses
in countless arresting shades
bring back the glad smiles

sunshine symphonies
in fields, beds and flowerpots
rhapsodic summer

fragrance from a dream
dreamt in the heart of...

Me and He

...We would go ghost hunting
in old empty houses,
me and my mate Terry.

13 -year-olds, armed only
with a flashlight
and radio-active acne.

We fed
on each other’s frights
imagined the dead ar...

Four Seasons

...Wintry white weather whirling westward,
whooshing wildly when winds wrestle.
Snowflakes swirling starting snowy stacks.

Spring showers sprout saplings
some scattering so softly.
Florist fashio...

The Knitted Kitten

...In a little country village
in a cottage near a farm,
was a curious little kitten
that was knitted out of yarn.

In a rainbow’s worth of colours
from its tail of strawberry red,
to the blue an...

The Proverbial Small Town

...After winning a sweepstakes, I determined to go on a lengthy trip;
And I wanted to tour the mainland, after I had disembarked the ship.

The countryside was quite beautiful, and had myriad charmin...

Flowering

...My thumb’s not any shade of green
Yet on my windowsill
Are varied plants in flowerpots,
So water them, I will.

Most stay the same; they grow a bit
But really do not thrive,
Although I’m happy...

From Nest To Nest

...Dandelions and daffodils 
Baby's Breath and violets, mix
 
In flowerpots on window sills 
A sparrows nest built broken sticks
 
Cracked open shells, first flights from chicks 
Testing their wi...

Griselda's Revenge

...We had a garden gnome named Griselda
the bane of our small bungalow
she was nasty and mean, at times quite obscene
the worst that you ever could know!

Her garden mate, Gregor, had feared her
b...

Poetical Inputs

...Poetry is made with
            rivers that flow through us,
            flowerpots
            and flowers that we
            adorn life ...
            With clothes
            not wearing b...

Made In Germany

...In a local hardware store,
An old one – not a chain – 
I found just what I needed,
Though I thought I’d search in vain.

Some saucers for my flowerpots
So water wouldn’t drip.
I’d recently tra...

Sound Off

...We wear are days on our skin
Truth seeking pilgrims in the land of the grim
So long ago the winds rustle in,
Lost cities filled with neighborhood friends

We wake up to a day we try and defend
...

Peace Like a River

...Water of the sublime dusk
Slow moving, decorated in color
A idea by the sea
Moonlight shines on jasmine blossoms
Waves and wind making ripples,
crickets begin to sound

Where do streams flow? ...

Hungry Thief

...For the first time ever,
a Cardinal's nest lay cleverly hidden
in a juncture of two branches
of the red rose climber
on the south wall of our garage.

Over the years, we'd watched with pleasure...

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