Short Gardener Poems
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A prim flower
Full of bright colors
Never loses scent
Keeps view of the light
Rules all seasons
And brings the gardener content
Nothing short of a gift
time is the source of life itself
~ the seeds to your garden
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She was a loving gardner growing four boys, she was called home by God when her love had taken root, now she is a gardener for His flowers.
soil turned with tiller
she digs the hole for new seed
and covers her tracks
closing off garden
keeping it from animals
waiting for bounty
I once knew a gardener named Claire,
Whose orchard I tried to compare,
But I quickly knew,
The plums that I grew,
Could not match her gigantic pear.
Oh to plant my hands in this garden,
to grow, to find a new home in some
wind-protected place.
The gardener of justice weeds out unreason, and the dread.
IN LIFE’S GARDEN
(A Tanka)
Germinate healing…
Plowing labors of love,
Cultivating peace–
Be a gardener of grace;
Pruning away painful buds:-
Carefully grow seeds
Blooming beautiful feelings
Ensconced as treasure
Halting zealous emotions
For the heart love conqueror
5-13-2016
A gardener, quite eager and bold,
Grew the cutest bouquet to behold.
But while smelling a rose,
Its scent went up his nose,
So he wrote up a sign that said sold!
Burning nose in the haze
Bloodshot eyes in the gaze
Of a gardener and his mirth.
Feet on the grass, head in the trees
And his heart in the soul of the earth.
how does the garden grow?
madam gardener waters well
pretty flowers in a patch
side by side in a line
matching colors, assorted too
pretty flowers in a row
A fickle young gardener called Burt,
Changed ladies much more than his shirt!
Until he beguiled
A vixen so wild
He's now planted deep in the dirt!
©deborah burch
6/07/2012
A single rose that was withered by
Lack of fertilizer to bloom
Until the loving white rose
Recovered the nurture
Provided by the
New gardener
With his care
Giving
Love
As a miser counts his bags of gold
A gardener measures out her soil
And counts the treasures yet to come
With just a bit of honest toil.
By: Joyce Johnson
3/18/14
Motif: Nature
It's my desire to grace a Pink Rose
Scented attraction, attracts my nose
Gardener man in me sees
Scents sensed so wonderfully
Natures stem to the Rose grows
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Immersed in his thoughts -
how to give it a shape - dreams,
Bonsai gardener ;
If I could place a banyan
over my heart - to take rest
(C) Anindya Mohan Tagore (Bobby)
Gardener.(Pleiades)
Grooms his lawns lovingly,
Grateful for its beauty,
Generates new life through
Germination of seed
Gathered from previous
Generations of past
Grasses, flowers and plants.
A musician splits a chord of would
Super Hero where's a bright read hood
The baker gently needs his doe
A gardener has her cede to sew
Something old, something gnu
something borrowed, something blew
There once was a gardener called Dick
Whilst in his garden he thought he was slick
When in the shrubs he poses
He's so stupid, their Roses
And now he's starting to feel a slight prick
.
the sunshine stunners
a varicolored valley
calla lilies wild
blacks reds and orange
at home with pinks and yellows
the swinging season
pink robin in leaves
strutting towards the sunset
unseen gardener
THE GARDENER
Planted in the earth and grown,
I rule a world that’s sown
With seeds and roots
And greening shoots.
Fruits and flower
Bedeck this bower.
Nature helps me tend
This garden well, my friend.
love's seed was planted
by a constant gardener;
watered day by day, with time,
it grew all over the soil,
making no breathing room
for hate and her weeds.
With green fingers the gardener worked
Hence the garden thrived and perked,
Ironically when blueberries collected
Thumbs were stained from fruit selected.
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little butterfly
sits on me stem smiles and says ~
gardener is great
leaves flutter and fall
age not a matter at all ~
none says any lie
throbbing saintly souls
what use is agitating?
simple solemn bye
23 October 2021
Beauty
Takes many forms
Seen and unseen it lives
Among all the realms known to man
Its seed is planted in the hearts of all
Thriving in the warmth and loving
hands of its gardener
Always behold
Beauty