Gardens Poems - Poems about Gardens

IN CAPABILITY GARDENS

IN CAPABILITY GARDENS

There’s ability,
And there’s disability;
Let’s garden both:
Ability’s seeds fruiting
Disability’s healing:-

Green Gardens

Green Gardens 
Always with gratitude 
Remain grounded 
A place to gather 
Green Gardens 
Colorful glaciers 
Gold hue’s glow 
Humble with grace 
Above with glory 
A geometric gift 
Welcome as a guest 
Relax with ginseng tea 
Be grateful to the 
Past the horizon agaze 
No grief to the grave 
Beautiful green gardens 
Be one with God

spring gardens

flowers standing tall
smiling to the pretty sun ~
colorful gardens

now a beauty

the field groaned
    when the seeds were p
                                            

Springtime Gardens

"Gardens must now go to sleep until spring comes back around." Quote By Poet

Springtime is coming with the sleepy flowers awaking.

Gardens of Delight

Alluring butterflies collectively dance enchantingly, 
finding gardens. 
Hummingbirds investigate jasmine,  
knowing luscious magnolia nectar 
offers precious quantity. 
Radiant sunshine tantalizes ursinia 
vibrant with xanthic yielding zest.

The Midnight Gardens of Magadorne

(A lone voice whispers)


In The Midnight Garden
In-between worlds
When the world sleeps

In a strange place, I now know as Magadorne

I see you
Walking 

Dressed in expensive white lace
With such grace

Surrounded by celestial white butterflies

Serenaded and summoned by the sound 
Of a lone mesmerising golden horn

In an endless garden 
Of twinkling flowers

Reborn

As my soul pines
For the smell of

In the nights when the moon weaves its silver web over the gardens of my blossomed longing

In the nights when the moon weaves its silver web over the gardens of my blossomed longing,
I await you, beloved, like a rain of stars in a desert of burning solitude,
Come with the balm of your love, divine nectar for my soul, thirsty for affection,
To embrace my being in your arms, an unyielding fortress against

The Bird in a cage

Poem (The bird in a cage) 
Listen to my story of how I forgot
The days of freedom and nights 
I would fly with open wings 
And fellow birds through woods in sprite 
Hither and thither, fluttering 
Over gardens, mountain and trees 
And listening to sweet songs 
Of nearby birds, flying bees 
Unfortunately those cruel trapped

Whispers of the Garden

In the garden where the shadows play,
Beneath the sun's warm, golden ray,
The flowers dance in the colours bright,
Whispering secrets, pure delight.

A gentle breeze begins to sigh,
As birds take wing and soar on high,
The trees stand tall, there leaves a-glow.
In the nature's arms, times seem to flow.

At dusk, the stars begin to gleam,
And night unfolds like

Inspired By The Heavens

Those glorious walks in the gardens path
Looking through vivid mirrors
I peek - Do I see A halo or effect
Pondering at the window pane,
 I see A birds bath
I wash my sorrows in life in the thick
My space I keep me cleansed in fact
Soul in my heart! Where do I start?
Deeply Devoted, I view hue of

Sitting In Thoughts

At the window pane, blinded
I ponder in the autumn domain of breeze
Trees beauteous of color in brilliant hue
I capture it in my eyes, yes those beautiful trees
Thoughts in my head transpire
I seek  heavens close to me in the skies
A halo effect of the angels in bloom
It's a picture perfect element if one tries
I open

That was Home

The slum that birthed me,
Is where love and loss huddle close, side by side,
Shanty houses crowded, wall to wall,
Yet love’s essence bloomed, unyielding and clear,
Tin roofs, mud walls, unpaved streets, filth embellished in disarray,
In that savage realm, where Violence law, and Deceit lingered, a norm,
Shouldered my fears and nurtured my hopes breathing purpose into existence,
That

Buoyant Expectancy

Life......
                                                      

These Fleeting Gardens

Amidst the hushed whispers of a fading day 
I wander, lost, through paths rosy poised thorns 
Seeking solace in the floras sweet newly buds
Rose petals scattered, viscera of spite 
Petals that once adorned the beauty's scorn 
Now wither, like the nigh memories we cling 
To the fleeting moments of  sugar cloy
In darkness, chanting mantra

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