.
i do
edvard i
and
al'uv'us
we
ofttimez 'neath
wander
Yahweh's
Magnificence n'all
shamrocks
kentucky blue grass
n'love
anywho
edvard hern
hear'd
frolick'n flutter'n
decorously
"((put'er back
she's yours
not
edvard))"
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where is it?
the commonwealth games are on and i can't find it
my children have never seen it
they need to know what it is
they need to see everything -
including lawn bowls
i'm livid.
what they did miss,
was the mechanic loch ness monster
that was televised -
but not the bowls
i've listened to baseball on the radio
whilst washing the car -
it is euphoria.
If your grass is overgrown
You might need to step off your throne
And do the work that needs to be done
Because your lawn is more important than your fun
Don't get me wrong
I hate when the grass is long
But sometimes it's hard to get out there
Sometimes it's easier just to sit in my chair
Cutting that grass is really important
I just can't bring myself to make a dent
I love that grass
But I think I'll pass
A soft wind waltzed in the darkness of night
With a silver moon shedding a dim light,
A wild willow wafting with gentle grace,
Reflecting the shine of stars on its face
With wooing wind whispering a sweet song
While frolicking on verdant leaves along,
Awaking crickets close from fields to creep,
Lulling my weary soul slowly to sleep,
Caressing the grass on the front yard lawn~
Somehow, this view left me with break of dawn.
Beautificated Lawn
Shawn beautificated his lawn,
It looked like a million come dawn.
With flowers galore,
And willow decor,
And soil-enriched fertilizashawn!
The poppies were popping so bright
The Lillies drank deep of the light
The smell of the rose
Was a treat for the nose
It was a masteriated delight
Then summer crept into the fall
All life had to suddenly stall
The bitterecess
And unpleasant distress
Will speed at a sound-breaking crawl
A winterserated event
As snow slowly makes its descent
Snowmen now stand
At guard o’er the land
Like statues of volcanic cement
Shawn beautificated his lawn,
It looked like a million come dawn.
With flowers galore,
And willow decor,
And soil-enriched fertilizashawn!
when spring has announced
itself ahead of time
and the birds are excited
to be heard and mate.
I want to join in the party
with turquoise beads
for necklaces
and purposeful living.
My porch is speckled
with the petals
of a dogwood tree.
It is bleeding petals of beauty
for no one but me and the bees
who are hurrying
to appreciate and see.
Robert Plant is singing
out there,
somewhere
'Ship of Fools'
I gathered petals
in plastic bags
after my run and before
a storm that might happen
because it all is borrowed
time.
St. David's Day
It’s quite a chore to cut the soggy lawn
The grass grows higher as the sky hangs lower
You have no time to chat if grass is long
Gives reason to check out your new mower
You said it’s not as heavy as the old one
And easier to move along, more handy
You wouldn’t notice if the work is done
Until it’s time to have some tea and brandy
The lawn is perfect, smooth and velvet green
You’ve cut it at the first of March last year
It’s still the same, I see it on the screen
“St. David’s day, so happy March!” you said, my dear.
People say that my grass is so green
I should brag and reveal my routine
But I won’t stoop that low
Because what makes it grow
Is manure and that sounds so obscene
Just by occasion I broke through
The nightmares eternal string
Out of the dark I step into
The dazzling brightness of the spring
And there you stand amidst the lawn
Dragging the hose along the ground
The magpies and the doves have flown
While jets are spreading all around
And then you look upon your shoulder
Our eyes meet and you say oh no
My dear, you don’t look much older
Since we last met sometime ago
See there’s a lot of work to do
I managed to replant the cacti
The other day, as if I knew
You would be here, just in time
You wave that flag in my face
judging my concern for the human race
Who are you to know my compassion
I embrace my own set of passion
I don't have the same interest as you
Not jumping on a bandwagon feeling untrue
I am not one to quickly pick a side
it may not be you I would want to confide
If I am not truly vested that's completely fine
So don't lecture, taunt or try to change my mind.
Dandelions bountiful spot the lawns
Adding unwanted colour where it’s not welcome
Persnickety eye of the beholder
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2025
Garfield was with Jon,
sitting on the lawn.
Waiting for pizza to arrive,
sitting under a beehive.
Garfield and Jon,
took the pizza and were gone.
They left smoke in their wake,
dinner was pizza not steak.
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
lawn mower drone cuts the silence in half
I can pretend not to hear it
or pretend I like it
I pretend it is a wishing machine
granting wishes all along the road
and I am the next house
lawn mower is all he has
we hear it roaring twelve hours a day
he is a seventy-year-old epileptic man
it is all he can drive
I am grateful he has this
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