Short Hedge Poems
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Hedge abot Pledge to Leep From Ledge
we would have to hedge
about us making a pledge
channel we must dredge
Jim Horn
Written by Gail DeBole
on October 12, 2017
Untrimmed puffiness,
Whiteness blends with blueness -
Mother Nature's glory.
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hidden nest… feeding
collecting food… not insects
bad summer weather
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As part of our dissent-day hitch
We staged a protest in Greenwich
While one of this town
Tried putting us down
It’s great seeing people so rich
Hedge
Nature won't be tamed
His hedge grows tall, needs cutting
My view is softened
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25 June 2022
Stepping unto her microphones an impromptu appearance....
Assuring them all that yes, his golden proverb shall soon arrive ?
Tears of joy a collective shout wiping the grief their years these eyes.
Form:
In a dusty hedge apart
Leaves all blighted
A frail flower touched my heart
Once 'twas sighted
For her character was stitched
Not in clothes hem
Her inner beauty bewitched
From a sweet stem
My Spanish Needle, gold heart
Innocence true
Pure humility and art
Fed on rare dew.
Down where the Privet Hedge blossoms
And the burgundy running rose
We're not living in high cotton
Down where the Privet Hedge blossoms
There are many wild O'Possums
Secrets hidden in closets undisclosed
Down where the Privet Hedge Blossoms
And the burgundy running rose
Friday, May 09, 2014
Sponsor: Charolette Puddifoot
Contest: Irritate Me
a miniscule poem I write
sitting on my window ledge
late at night
the evening light falls
while moonlight bathes my hedge
my creative thoughts call
sending word shimmers
like tiny wedges
they glimmer
a miniscule poem I write
while moonlight bathes my hedge
they glimmer
Sponsor Mohan Chutani
Contest Name Let's Minichu on fun
4 /4 / 2022
They hedge their bets
Mimicking long fallen leaves
Swaying in Winter’s cold
Soaking up the faint sunshine
Waiting for the door to open
The “waiter” to appear
Immediate “seating” for all
A medley of favorites
Cast before them
A twittering of thanks
A weary eye for the hawk
And on to a bustling buffet
Served on the pristine white
Of last night’s coating of snow
to God made a pledge
will thank when He removes wedge
helped me cut my hedge
God always believe
in church Him we will receive
gave us a reprieve
God seems so splendid
all my many sins ended
He had intended
of God I am fond
our thinking He is way beyond
have a common bond
God gave His blessing
go to church up am dressing
sins are confessing
could be a crisis
while God always suffices
full of surprises
Hedge with a Hole
Stretched on the couch
by the living room window,
too tired to rise,
verify locks and the stove,
officially retire, he hears outside
blasts of a curse, fists, and feet
running. In the morning,
before he leaves for the train,
crisp in his seersucker suit,
he walks around to the window,
finds creeping bent torn,
roses beheaded,
the hedge with a hole
the girth of a man.
He will be too upset
this morning
to read his paper
on the train.
Donal Mahoney