Short Growers Poems

Short Growers Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Growers by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Growers by length and keyword.


Florida Orange Growers

Amazing beauty, citrus delight, esteemed Florida growers,
Hoping irresistible juices kiss lips make nuances optimal.
Producing quality reared sweet tasting, universally
        very wanted, x-tra yum, zestfully.

By Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
12/31/2016
Form: ABC


The Idea of India

flora and fauna urges
food finding urges
fruit and vegetable growers at seashore floating vessals emerge
india reign supreme

flora and fauna urges
food finding urges
milk and meat farmers at labortory emerge
india reign supreme

flora and fauna urges
food finding urges
agriculture exploration at an icy planet emerge
india reign supreme
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Pumpkin Blossoms and Blowers

Rubenesque pumpkin blossoms and blowers
Come in the night to entice the best growers
Playing music the future jack-o-lanterns here.
Calling each other endearments like Pookie and Dear.

The jacks sit on their vines, and grow the best they can.
They want to please Doris, Denise and Dibbly Dan.
Pumpkin blossoms and blowers are found to be super sealed.
The last one I saw was playing a flute in an Iowa field.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Plant What When

Listen to poem:
Tiny seed with embryo in toe
awaits the sower to decipher
all it's wants and needs,
to grow captive, in plots and pots.
Nature knows the needs of seeds off by heart.
Growers learn the code of what and when 
by rote declension recitals of scripts, 
and wasteful trial and error plantings.
Such failed trials and tribulations prove 
costly to seeds left to rot, freeze-dry and die
when sown in cold, parched and barren, 
foreign lands.

Premium Member they accused us of slander

Henry the hedgehog had a most unusual hat
purchased from a steampunk walrus named Pat
out of the top grew an apple tree with blossoms fine
we followed him as we spoke to orchard growers on the line

Have you ever seen this before? We would ask, showing his hat.
This irritated the usually nice guy and the Walrus seller named Pat.
They accused us of slander and tried to fine us in court.
But it’s not slander if it’s the truth, said the judge, my cousin Mort.
Form: Rhyme


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