Radish Poems - Poems about Radish

...attractive available anguished armadillo babbled bold bald badger whose bagpipes billow Caribbean cardinal carved a curious candy castaway dazzling daffodils and damselflies dived into last Tuesda......

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...garden gnome Jim loved the marigolds especially And the sunflowers of course, and petunias, luckily He tended the garden, every day, admiring each berry Occasionally sneaking a radish, rose, or a ......

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...I woke up on the mattress placed in our living room. I found a cat in my house—it’s the size of a Shiba, and its fur a vibrant orange, with stripes raven dark. I said to my mother, “Wh......

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... She wore a tiffany hat with a bow and six big plumes of red and white, it had an ultra wide asymmetrical brim that rolled up to one side. When it came to dames like this I believe God ran out......

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...blossom of baby's breath soft white gorse crusted yellow weeping willow rush patterned lace  pasture in pastel green buttercup daisy comely cowslip mingle &mix in fellowship swaying pe......

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...Some different tactics in negating a war, a Russian Schematic, quite probable i'm sure.! To any armies Poised to strike.? Consider this soldiers' as you might? Like 2 acres of land? to till and ha......

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... I've heard that cantaloupes can't elope It's against their moral code And rhubarbs are NOT allowed to argue Lettuce entertain you I've heard that people sometimes turnip and pea Not ......

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... The ugliest radish, My mother made me eat. Even saw the darn thing in my sleep! Not round and red, But purple and lumpy. Still the thing made me squirm and fe......

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...The last page of my notebook was filled today. One last scratch on its timeless pages reads: watermelon radish spicy water dinosaur kale dragonfruit (?) pepitas all scrawled i......

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...I grew up in a small rural Iowa town my parents were spawn of farmers we had “farms” out in the country we did not live on them but we planted them our summers were spent hoeing, weeding, rakin......

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...We used to label our Iowa garden at the end of the rows with seed packets. We would plant the row first, sprinkiing the teensy seeds and covering them. Then we would nail the seed packet to the sta......

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...Vegetables were going into striped bowl at a record pace. Tomato, celery, onion and carrot began a foot race. Onion and radish rolled around and around the rim. Las Vegas lemons and rutabagas slid......

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...A Simple Story Little child finds upon a heap of rubbish Favored threadbare rabbit of tawny velveteen One eye missing Cloth rubbed to shiny by little hands. Beloved bunny, Shopworn keepsa......

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...That Salad Went Right Through Me I've always wanted to write a poem called “That Salad Went Right Through Me”. And I would wager upon its best destiny: To begin with, there is the Universal......

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...I am allergic to greens, so none of that will do. It is my persnickety picky-eating cousin, Lulu. But surely you are not allergic to lettuce, I say. Oh, yes, and green beans and peas. The radish c......

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