Hostas Poems - Poems about Hostas

...That is the path I've chosen, covered with soft blades of grass hedged with variegated hostas, and moonlight filtering through hanging willow trees. The winding path tilts slightly uphill, tow......Read More

...The old fashioned monsoons Meant for the flowers and cacti of Arizona California And New Mexico Have fled those deserts and dusty reservoirs To find a new friend instead in Michigan Up here in......Read More

...My circular corner garden Is a somewhat crowded scene. With hostas all around the edge And day lilies in between. But within the flowery circle The grass is growing tall. I’ve tried, but ther......Read More

...She removed the drops of perspiration from her forehead with the back of her garden glove, leaving nature’s makeup in its place, a small streak of brown soil. As I stared at her, she put her hand abo......Read More

...I wander the garden path that winds among the colorful crepe myrtle trees Its lined with ferns, hostas and flowering coralbells eagerly sought by honey bees Hidden within the lush greenery and ......Read More

...Porches, attached decks, patios, intimate places for alfresco, These make a difference between a fortressed house and a transparent home, between an ego castle and an eco-habitat. We als......Read More

... Inside twinkling eyes of nights bloom Garden flowers whisper Peeking through tree branches, heads nod Vines twine graceful arbor crown Rows ......Read More

...Nature's green dress sprawls lofty upon the earth, bursting forth with life abiding foliage, photosynthesizing perpetual birth that carries a carpet of created knowledge. Ivy hems climb to the ......Read More

...~ gentle white daisies waving petals toward sun beckon birds to flight ~ bright purple pansies celebrate the warm season with radiant smiles ~ naïve pink roses hasten to open petals......Read More

... Inside twinkling eyes of nights bloom Garden flowers whisper Peeking through tree branches, heads nod Vines twine graceful arbor crown ......Read More

...spaces-SEPTEMBER I empty slides in the park chatter fills the school bus spaces- SNUFFED OUT Bad light stops play The muscians retire Note: Haydn's Farewell Symphony spac......Read More

...There is a certain comfort that comes to me every spring, from perennials I planted years ago, that still pop up, beneath dark soil. I often wonder how in the world they survived the harshness......Read More

...The beautiful Spring is here with barely time left remaining, but mother nature has decided Spring is only good for raining. The Summer is arriving and you won’t see me complaining, t......Read More

...Up with the sun, put coffee to brew Inside my mouth, some sticky night goo Standing in housecoat with fuzzy house shoes Starting my day, as always I do Down with a cup, feeling like new Steppe......Read More

... All dressed in green, the rose bush beams like a child's blushing cheeks and pursed lips; these debutants jilted by bees forever wanting to be kissed. A carpet of phlox giggles like a young lad......Read More