Greening Poems - Poems about Greening

...Workers are busy Laying grass grid, planting trees Greening the desert.......Read the rest...

...As the snowmen melt into patches of green, yellow daffodils spice up the scene. And o'er the squeak of a swing, I hear songbirds sing; a sure sign spring is online greening everything.......Read the rest...

...Wonder for the proof Tea planting during summer Greening of the roof.......Read the rest...

...In the secret garden of memory, where echoes of silence ceaselessly blossom, I chain my breath to the roots of the heart, now desolate, now unveiled. Moon flowers arise from the depths of the thirs......Read the rest...

...Gambolling along as ewe do, happy and carefree. Ewe’d do it all over again, in the greening esprit. Gambolling in full wool, unaware of morrow’s snip. Ewe see only what is in fashion, not th......Read the rest...

...Greening trees thatch a spackled sky, but not yet. Cardinals kick up patches of sound, but not yet. Winter is sowing Spring, setting fire to mist and smoke, planting flames onto a colorless s......Read the rest...

...Up on the sliding hill in the atmospheric river rain, Captivating eyes of beauty, smile to me again. Eyes full of rainy deluge, drenching in cold, over heart’s fire, Like greening of balding hil......Read the rest...

...Perfumed breaths of rosy breeze In lyrical refrain of redolent winds Enamoring your pulse of longing Compose harmonies euphonic Strumming verses of heartbeats; When nightingale sings song of e......Read the rest...

...The night rain had shorn my neighboring trees of family standing so stalwart in their convivial circle four. The wistful dawning light shines on skeletal shapes Hung with but scarce few ......Read the rest...

...The passing breeze of awakening has fluttered by many a time. Yet still so many are asleep, oblivious to the sublime. They wander as if asleep in dreams and live a life with little meaning. W......Read the rest...

...“Words speak volumes” even the few, or the one when chosen wisely – let us not confound quality with quantity – like an honest kiss on a barren cheek at the right time trumps a delu......Read the rest...

...I danced rings around the others Who sought shade beneath my girth Turned CO2 to oxygen Just a token of my worth My buds in spring so tantalize Butterflies and buzzing Bees They shelter here ......Read the rest...

...I was born in the spring of the year— a New England spring, that comes only with reluctance— a damp, gray chill that clings to its pewter skies and blustery winds, unwilling to yield its frigi......Read the rest...

...‘tis raining greening thundering pelting blessing the soil wetting the seeds cleaning the face of Spring blossoms May’s tada in fountainhead palms of life sweet life living water ......Read the rest...

...Spring shifts a bright sky into streaks of gray, in it's own unpredictable way. The daffodils are weakening storm damaged, they struggle to blow their leaky yellow trumpets. Warm days still......Read the rest...