Ornamentals Poems - Poems about Ornamentals

... Written: January 28, 2024 _____________________________________ Under a shivery midday embrace In a shade of algid sun's rays a hung flamboyant, peacock flower ......Read the rest...

...EarthCare Elders repurposed our red brick industrial BrownField Including a rusted metal box the size and shape of a giant's coffin orange and dingy brown metal flaking paradox floating towa......Read the rest...

...I have an internally repetitious desire, need, want, to seek reassurance Not so much about, Am I the fairest/ugliest of Them all? But, lately, more maturely, rationally, calmly and yet c......Read the rest...

...It interests me, this journey into the garden each spring to notice how diverse vegies and flowers, edibles and ornamentals, pollinators and soil enrichers, work cooperatively together when......Read the rest...

...He said, Your faith community's secularizing problem is too much dogmatically intolerant rigidity. You reek of green political correctness. She replied, indefinitely concluding, You are un......Read the rest...

...I. Espy, distinguish divinely made lively, lovely Trees He or she, inhales carbon dioxide, then breathes out for us humans, life given clean oxygen Stout roots run deep, holding God's earth Al......Read the rest...

...Honey, please don't even try to get me interested in your Cranial Ontology Department. You know how the name itself puts my brain to sleep. Yes I noticed your tendency to snore when I am thin......Read the rest...

...By now this self-analytical Left mindbody lens grows thin imagining dualistic cultural dominance, logically sciencing, rationally defaulting to either-or assumptions supposedly proving either x o......Read the rest...

...Last Autumn we invested in a 0.5 acre of Mother Earth's aria, as sung to Thames River swell and tide, New England new sprouting this our virgin spring wedding with this home place, space of grac......Read the rest...

...The white-breasted nuthatch upside down the ancient bole. If it has no soul, neither do I. Pencils criss-crossed on the desk, sticks tangled on the ground. Oblong lenticels, yellow stars. W......Read the rest...

...In deepest wood A home once stood Roses bloom by chimney fall An old stone wall Lines remnant trail Gives heed to open well Where lilacs trace ......Read the rest...

...Still the green tolling hope Like Bedward's jeremiad Or Garvey's trope Is something to tell about Still it drinks sun's fire And from this alone Makes bread and water A man find On rare fruit trees S......Read the rest...