Lawnmowers Poems - Poems about Lawnmowers

...dandelions were stretched out along the roadside spent wild lavender thistles were shriveling into brown stalks we had no air in our car, it felt like we were in a sauna the first few seconds were......Read the rest...

...Afternoon Snowstorm in January David J Walker What else would I dream about in January When the chill is enough to kill All incentive And the north wind huffs its wicked breath In......Read the rest...

...I dreamed I was hanging out with Darroll near the train station. We entered a prison cafeteria and ate lunch. Then we looked in a junk store and I found two really cool vintage iron tools which I gav......Read the rest...

...Start now knowing joy, that’s an order, overcome a deepening solitude. Like a bee at a bugle or me at the deli on Third Avenue. I said to Joe when do you think this weather will break? He ......Read the rest...

...I was outside in my shed with my lawnmower in bits, doing some repairs, for lately the mower’s miss and hits, and getting me riled up because the darn thing wouldn’t start, so that is the reason w......Read the rest...

...Harvard asked, if I still have it! A strange question due to my Weird inquiry, from requirements To attainments, life so entertaining When you "been living" Any how, giving myself a pat- on t......Read the rest...

...If I could be a plant, I would be a cauliflower, or a cabbage, or a flower. Maybe just a flower, as they are not usually consumed. But which one? The daffodil is so arrogant and sunny, leading the......Read the rest...

...Age old wisdom scarred not flamed. A dozen baked bees in an hour glass perturbed. And left undisturbed as a minotaur sunbathing on a single blade of grass on a sixty acre lawn. At dusk. At dawn. Week......Read the rest...

...Age old wisdom scarred not flamed. A dozen baked bees in an hour glass perturbed. And left undisturbed as a minotaur sunbathing on a single blade of grass on a sixty acre lawn. At dusk. At dawn. Week......Read the rest...

...God cannot intervene in sovereignty and the boy will plead no innocence. Seedlings cannot control the wind, in birth the Oak has called their name a command from the forest unseen. A bib......Read the rest...

...Some day, someone will change all this. The yard, no longer mine, having neither the work nor the fruits of my labor, will go unappreciated and require change. The pond, once filling mewith joy......Read the rest...

...August is almost a memory Breezy cool nights are getting stronger Colorful days of autumn soon will stay Days are shorter, nights are longer Each falling leaf brings us closer to winter Finally ......Read the rest...

...The Florida sky is a soft cotton canvas over tart groves that, in the late afternoon break wide with thunder and rain I am so glad for that rain it is daily it is aloe vera It makes me new sinking a......Read the rest...

...early morning & they get together to load up the truck with the lawnmowers, blowers, rakes, digging tools of sorts, weed eaters, trimmers, hedge clippers & their long arm grabbers--- the four guys......Read the rest...

...Surest signs of spring arriving - sounds of lawnmowers and weed whackers.......Read the rest...