Mowers Poems - Poems about Mowers

...strewn across backyard dog toys and mowers don't mix a big pile of fluff......Read the rest...

... We all seem to think of flowers, only in the sun. Did you realize at night, it is time they dance in floral fun? After the busy insects, got their tasty food for the day, The flowers c......Read the rest...

...Suburban resident pretense, a bleak uniformity. I grew up among the repetitious homes, isolated alienated, I wandered the conformity, the endless square yards, the dull feckless syndrome. Repug......Read the rest...

... snow no more warmer days birds are singing squirrels scampering pretty flowers blooming <......Read the rest...

... I love life in Washington state With a Democrat governor to keep it all straight. Tear down the dams put windmills in place, The cold in midwinter we'll surely embrace. Next we must ban al......Read the rest...

...Crispy dampened leaves tucked under old chain link fence hide from mowers blade......Read the rest...

...The dead grow flowers, while the living pine for more space to find heaven in. Flesh feeds the earth, even bones, nothing is wasted, all is put to use for the general Good. When they pass a......Read the rest...

...Gone are the bright heroic heads waving along the highway, Once so psychedelic in their vibrant, vivid display. Only to wilt and die during the scorching summer, Diligent first, by sowing seeds f......Read the rest...

...Let’s just imagine that the world witnesses a drastic change, Dogs are walking humans, and trees are locked in a cage! Cats suddenly start flying in the air! And birds start politics, everywhere......Read the rest...

...April and the clocks forward spring, our cricket practice gets in full swing. Nets to untangle from their poles, players to call and enrol. Gang mowers to grease and oil, the team kit-bag to d......Read the rest...

...Summer deals its first hand no bluffing behind her eyes depression heated to irritating comfortless catching tunes upon the air that haunt from summered pasts the clink of ice on crystal Mowers......Read the rest...

...“The I’ll Dance” was the father of a Mine’s good family friend. In the main festivities of Navalmanzano, Segovia And its pilgrimages He did not dare to ask the girls to dance Afraid that everyone......Read the rest...

...Lawn Mowers Grandpa bought old junk, and then he made it better. He worked all day, every day... in the hot sun. The man never complained. I spent every summer, just this side of......Read the rest...

...Dandelion puff clouds tickle the air with their flossy flights. Other weeds cannot fly they are deeply rooted, their seeds flop low. Landscapers grind the ground grimly, mowers grapple and grow......Read the rest...

...I saw fields of yellow-gold daffodils A sight my heart with enthusiasm fills, Few things touch my soul with such happiness I’m a sucker for lawn flowers, I guess, I hardly wait for tulips......Read the rest...