Garden Poems | Examples of Garden Poetry

Attended a garden party full of fun from dusk 'til dawn filled with laughter next door on the lawn awoke the morning after the night before arose to wash my hands and face packed my bag just in case all was quiet around the house nothing heard not even the spouse what now where next who really knows always the eternal question allow me now to propose I'm open to suggestion ...

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Yeasty with a cornmealed bottom The sun-dried tomato's and sundried Red bell peppers called me The parmesaned and garlic crust topped with olives, anchovies, and Onions the queint essential of elegance refined by the knead of belonging Bacon wrapped artichokes With a hint of lemon Mozzarella browned to create a delicate longing of satisfaction. Basil, oregano, and olive oil Enough to tease. Just...

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Meadow of clustered flowers fragrant bouquets of petals pinks purples yellows whites ~ a delightful extravaganza Spreading their joy like tentacles they entice butterflies and bees while the sun keeps busy caressing this wild ageless garden...

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Generally, I am on the Clean Side; but, garden soil is my rich exception -- I wallow in it, a piggy for the scent and feel -- Sort of like, training wheels on bicycles are for sissies, glove-less, I dip and knead; saturate and soak. Claw! Compact! Sniff the compost, deeply investing with bacteria: praising, composing a reverent hymn, How gloriously Efficient Is Nature!~ our Mother recycling, wasting nothing, reusing...

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I'm standing by the mountain that reaches up so high. I'm looking toward the heavens and asking for a reason why? In the shadow of that mountain, I can't see my way through... but I'll start climbing for the summit because I know I walk with you. He'll lead me to the highest, he'll lift me and I'll...

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While wending my way one sunny day in no particular direction on stopping for reflection I took a look at flowers by the rustic fence beside a gnarled old tree and was amused to see beautiful colours and textures which it seemed to me could only be a painting picturesque packed with pinks and reds yellows too while beyond there lay a field of green beneath...

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INTO GOD'S GARDEN* *Note: I originally published this poem at Poetry Soup in June 2025 (www.poetrysoup.com › poem › come_into_gods_...) then deleted it. This is my original poem ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Come into God’s garden. Come as you are. come with the broken, battered pieces that you picked up off the ground after fragile hands let you fall. Come into His garden with the remnants of what they left behind. Come...

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Shadow Mandrake loon, mine-mire in your touch of airy witches broom. Silhouette your herbal remedy, dramatic flair for the dramatic melody moon-, child, solar fare anaerobic night-moves felled for an Angelic messengineer, scowl to tell, red, gold,...

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The flowers, the flowers Will bloom in three hours I really don't want to wait. The flowers will bloom, If i may assume, If they don't bloom too late....

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Summer Host a Jamboree Summer hosts a party – a JAMBOREE! Sends out engraved floral invitations Annual pageant ~ ~ ~ blooms wear filigree Ruffled pansies…deep purple impatiens. Poppies perform - these highway troubadours Butterscotch daisies festoon o p e n roads, Popcorn blooms BuRsT – celebration’s UP-roar!!! Music :) merriment :), through coral bells flows. A fiesta of flowers twirl in jubilees Dandelion meadows...

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The foxes in my garden Arrive at night to play They had their fill of chicken And so decide to stay I crouch down on my haunches And look into her eyes The little one so trusting She’s like her mother wise I see how she has taught them To fend well for themselves But only Little...

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marvel at the vigorous blade of grass, resistant to the worst storms, marvel at the dandelion, offering a thousand treasures To the bees of the county, marvel at the hemlock flower, which could poison ten ancient poets, marvel at the plant world and its millions of possibilities, marvel at the fern, which does not tire that winter, marvel at how the butterfly marvels on the corolla...

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In gardens where the wild winds roam, Marlaina walks, and love comes home. Each step she takes, the blossoms rise— Their colours borrowed from her eyes. She lingers where Gerber Daisies grow, With petals soft as evening’s glow. They blush in pinks and fiery gold, As if they know the hands that hold Their fragile stems are warm with fire— A gardener, yes—but so...

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Beautiful flowers in garden One after another Colorful and pleasant All beautiful in sight All are unique and wonderful Brighten up the garden...

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