Radishes Poems - Poems about Radishes

...colorful butterfly faerie flew into the garden today The marigolds, lilies and lilacs all leaned her way Wanting a favor, a glimpse, a look at her gown She had a terrific personality, and no kind ......

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...My mother had a way with green plants They wanted to please her, and so they did. She took cuttings and gave them to neighbors. Millions of cuttings. Provided the town with cuttings. We kids we......

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...Butterfly princess landed in the garden on a warm May day She isn’t local, must be from an ever land far far away Her gown was refined, with corals, lavenders and sky blue She had dainty features,......

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...my telephone pal and I speak at each other daily neither of us listens but we know when to pause and pretend I speak of my garden tomatoes, radishes, carrots, lettuce she speaks of her grandd......

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...turn off the news get yourself outside to the garden plant some radishes and carrots get your hands dirty, enjoy your dirt therapy there is rarely anything more fun than parading around in a ga......

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...my stegosaurus lurks in the bushes hiding from the neighbors, because he is shy fearful of their ridicule and prying questions trusting only me, which makes me feel terrific I toss celery, toma......

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...I love my veggies, they make me so glad Radishes, onions, carrots, like my dad My mother loves lettuce, says it is rad Tomatoes- veggie or fruit? Best we’ve had My grandma makes veggie soup, go......

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...The roll of the waves hides the arcs of their backs. The shoal of porpoises are feeding on squid. Feasting amongst them on cephalopod snacks Are green-scaled dragons that choose to be hid. They......

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...Doris was a beet who was well-loved she was symmetrically and artistically beautiful. the entire garden decided to hide her, because they could not bear to see her eaten carrots, radishes, gree......

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...Yes, Growing A Fine Ole Southern Garden In the garden strawberries are dancing about so red Momma's cantaloupes laying there just waiting to be ate Over there luscious red roses resting in ferti......

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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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...Bunny dreams up and down and all around In technicolor, reds and pinks, no tans or brown. Carrots, lettuce and radishes are dive bombing him. He is excited to see it, loving his life, dreaming alo......

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...EASTER DINNER they liked the one behind me the teal and black checkerboard its sparkling tiles on the diagonal red, yellow, blue, pink pillows on sofas and chair the sunrise was un......

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...I knew when I was pulling on my turquoise boots that Skunk would appear. she is my semi-pet bunny; thinking herself feral, but I feed her kibble. perfect gardening weather today; I till rows, mark......

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...The birds gossip to one another as I walk back from the farmer’s market, whispering to each other that I spent way too much on daikon radishes and hibiscus soda. I take refuge from their wor......

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