Lawnmower Poems - Poems about Lawnmower

... I. To dream in binary and bits, then copy, send with virus-like, electronic, image file hits. To dream in binary and bits, takes computer programming wits. Like Lawnmower Man, Mus......

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...Her children thought something about their father was off They did not know what it was Having never thought of dementia or Alzheimer’s before They attempted to tell Mom their concerns She refu......

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... My father is no conversationalist. For all practical purposes he lives in the garage where he tinkers with nuts and bolts, the lawnmower and the car. My mother talks a lot. She lives on ......

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...It was full of long stringy grass which had grown out, all over the back of the house. It hung over the bare walls. The briars were everywhere and they would prick you clean red blooded. The shed wid......

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...My garage houses sixteen hundred paintings you see. Large cartoons on canvases, painted by me. There are floor to wall shelves, crammed full. My garage is alive, a living, breathing happy soul. ......

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...sensory grass tickles your toes soft pokes every word is a stroke of a blade not a brush a lawnmower in the distance breaks the silence what the hell… the smell of fresh-cut grass and t......

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...there are no more shoulds or musts because I am retired now, every minute of every day is a choice I choose to play, to paint, to cartoon, to enjoy my dogs I turn into a vegetable in front of ......

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...GOODBYE WINTER For winter, time is almost up I take a sip from my coffee cup The grass has grown very long Neglecting it for weeks turned out so wrong Mowing the grass is definitely a plan And ......

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...A dandelion, "Dee", sprouted in a field. She loved her pleasant life in the sun and breeze, But a "priest's crown" has but one season to play. Her neighbor shocked her, and said, "Soon, you'll yie......

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... The Charcoal Man; Part Two She went as silent as a night with petrified crickets. It blinked. Then before any of us could comprehend what was going on it swiftly grabbed her by the arm and pulle......

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... A Noise A noise from my childhood, well I don’t know, a bird, a sparrow, ‘twas so long ago. A carp when it splashes spawning in the lake. The roar of a lawnmower, or the swish of a ......

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...*Image of The Old Shed by Pixabay. Still Here He was the tourist trade foremost embellisher, his Aloha shirts receptive then, and now respecting a closet. Reg......

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... "As other spirits sail on music, mine, oh my love, swim on your perfume." Charles Baudelaire "Sometimes you find an old bottle from which the soul returns." Charles Baudelaire "Smell is......

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...Seems Florida men never learn His getaway? A zero-turn His Deere, not so fast His lead didn’t last Now grass is not his main concern https://nypost.com/2022/07/11/florida-man-tries-to-escape-d......

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...I have for many years had a reputation for being Tinpot Lucky, Take this Tuesday for Instance, I was walking down past the Lawnmower shop, Where I bought my Wood chipper, Should I stop in and an......

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