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Petunias Poems - Poems about Petunias


Premium Member Petunias
In fertile loam soil rising From railroad ties aligned new, When spring rains and warm sun come I will plant petunias, pink and blue. written January 12, 2022 [a Lind30 (7/7/7/9) format invented by Poet Robert Lindley and introduced on Poetry Soup]...

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Categories: petunias, flower, garden,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Divine Petunias
Oh, beautiful petunias, how I love your satin blooms; and whimsical colors, that flow from my hanging basket ! And no matter how hot you still thrive; asking me only for ... water ! _________________ July 12, 2021 Poetry/Verse/Divine Petunias Copyright Protected, ID 07-1372-588-12 All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France Written for the Standard contest, Bite Size Poem 12 sponsor, Line Gauthier,...

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Categories: petunias, flower,
Form: Verse



Premium Member They Ate Her Petunias
There lives this lady on Poetry Soup One of the sweetest of the whole damn group Dragons and Trolls Owned her soul They ate her petunias, those damn nincompoops...

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Categories: petunias, dark,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Petunias
pink, purple, or white petunias are enchanting ~ bright summer bloomers. Date written: 04/18/2020...

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Categories: petunias, beauty, color, flower, imagery,
Form: Haiku
Petunias
Starry eyed! Petunias gazed into the sky, The sun shining high, Daydreaming began, Petunia’s argued! Who was the best? In God’s favour, “I am!” Chirped up Red, The passionate one, “No better flower than me.” “Well” Said Purple, Enchanting and mysterious, Full of grace and charm. Pink uttered! “Mothers of course” Compassionate and gentle” Yellow pulled a face! “Be quite” Turning towards the sun, “Give me respect I’m resting my friends” Blue was being...

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Categories: petunias, poems,
Form: Personification



Kiss My Petunias
Kiss My Petunias Call yourself a poet Or is it poetess? Your so called poems a child could do Your work is such a mess. Hairy fairy rubbish, this what you write Under the guise of poetry Your words are such a fright You offer sickly sweet friendship What a joke that is You are like a white wine spritzer, but without the fizz But...

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Categories: petunias, friendship, words,
Form: Rhyme

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