Seed Poems - Poems about Seed

orchard in garden yields bounteous ripe apples, stem cell in seed is a little bit of nothing - willing self to be fulfilled...

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The sun kissed by mountain goodbyes, That’s how time flies, With hope to rise, And potential born of dedication, Yet drowned beneath trepidation. You’re the descended curse from Eden, Grace misplaced, a soul still bleeding. Ambiguous dreams, not synchronicity, You are the seed of Adam and Eve, Footsteps echo in melancholy. You pray for wealth, not to be holy, Chasing gold, forgetting the slowly. But silence guards...

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I gave a seed a little jacket Now, in harsh weather, he can hack it. When the sun begins to show, and it's time for him to grow, he can go ahead and crack it....

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A Father Seed ( O' Lord Water Me) I am a Seedling oh! Lord water me; You planted me in a vessel; I'm yours, your energy; O' Lord water me; And I'm in the the desert heat; O' Lord water me; Love made me Grace saved me Father planted me I am graced and loved A chosen pick seed Atop this heated earth My flesh is not...

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Juicy and sweet, these berries delight, Unique flavor with a hint of almond's bite. Native to North America's land, Eaten fresh or dried, both are grand. Baked into pies or made into jam, Enjoyed in wines, a treat for the fam. Rosy bronze leaves in spring's embrace, Rich in nutrients, a healthful grace. Indigenous peoples cherished them so, Essential vitamins they bestow. Saskatoon berries, nature's...

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A-s P-lant R-eaps I-mportant L-eaf, J-oyfully O-ffering Y-ield ©bfa042025 Monocrostic (Birthday of April Joy B. Calubayan) ...

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Seeing the almond seed, How it had grown. What it looked at her? A little leg… She would feel surprised. Before just an object and now? It was a living being! Either it had always been a living being? Either it was not a living being now? She gazed and gazed at the little leg, It was a matter of time. It would become a greenish...

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Days have gone by since the moon passes through the sky I thought it was going to rain but it was just a little drizzle beating against my window pane and the stars move swiftly beneath the cushion clouds looking for a way out. I could smell the fragrance moving with the wind and the branches could not...

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Lotus flowers grow from black mud. This is what Aaro sees, standing at the edge of a pond full of lotuses in the garden. Beauty rises from darkness. Pink petals open above murky water, green leaves spread like hands on the surface. The roots know secrets the flowers will never tell, how strength comes from places without light or colour. What was buried...

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They live off of taxpayer money and whatever they make on the side from the donors who keep them in Office a congressional bribery ride They care not for the needs of their voters for Republicans have their own plan to hold on to their places in Congress for as long as they possibly can So they cast...

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Implant within me a seed monthly, though the pulverization derides me. Let it conjure hope and solace to shatter my reality as venomous weeds entwine it, sickening me as I lay still in the liquid birthed from my own fruit. Implant within me a seed; let the feral roots ensnare it, suffocating my every breath...

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Tears are salty seeds planted in the rich soil of hope. When given nourishment, encouragement, ...

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"For loves beckoning call a song cries out through the silent dawn" ...

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Both asleep and awake children dream the world. Each morning is remade, imagined as endless variations of reconstruction. The unfeasible dream contains the seeds we all need to grow this cosmic garden. Each seed is a child of tomorrow, if today we plant one....

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In the beginning… There was a tree One day, a single seed fell upon fertile ground A falling leaf covered and caressed it tenderly Sunshine and rain brought it abundant nourishment the wind blew soil and debris that blanketed its cradle In due time, the seed sprang to life, and a sapling grew It matured under Mother Nature’s constant care Until it...

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