Flowerpots Poems - Poems about Flowerpots

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

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

...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......Read the rest...

...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 ......Read the rest...

...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? ......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...Winter snow make branches bow The birds are careful as they land Icicles and ice crystals make them glint like jewels Dressed in these necklaces the tree looks grand. The branch of hope is Spring Ti......Read the rest...

...o civilizations o development and progress in your rapid stride, in your vain pride, to vanquish the nature , u have robbed from man his happiness , and pleasure ......Read the rest...