Short Privet Poems
Short Privet Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Privet by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Privet by length and keyword.
Down where the privet hedge's buds are white
There are green blueberries upon verdant bushes
They are all chilled by low temperatures at night
While amaryllis' buds through earth pushes
we ran away
each riding on our tricycle....
switched all the way home
privet hedge limbs
have so many uses....
red streaks on my legs
the ride back home
took so much longer....
crying and pedaling
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Walking by the river’s edge
A trail of rising shapes
Dying seeds and leaves
Swept up from under the privet hedge
Where the city’s dead air escapes
Circling stirred up they fly
Along the water’s bank
Floating in the silent breeze
Suspended seemingly alive
Then all at once they sank
And finally they die
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Down where the privet hedge blooms
And doves sing their coos
A woman feeds the birds
Now her life resumes
God's love is an ocean
And mine a small-streamed river
The tide comes in and rejuvenates
The small stream's thirst for life
Dear Lord in your son's name
Let the water flow
And my life like spring flowers blossom
Amen
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
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On its plinth, behushed, at hall's end
Beneath clock, coaxed backwards
Privet-pungent, in its own
Sighed out thin light's regard.
At day's sagging end, dredging up
More dust, shuffling, each nears
Its emotional-responsive charge.
As with priest's holy fears.
Filling up for yore, propelled rough
Perpetual mud, that was
So light held what were golden times!
So thoughtless, a gemmed mass.
In a garden, where light dances ‘pon the trees
Privet hedge’s blossoms perfume the cool damp air
A secret room inside holds lovers’ decree
Whispers of promises, love beyond compare
Emerald leaves kissed by the sun’s gold strikes me
Revealing lovers embraced without a care
In this hidden haven, a new tale unfolds
Hearts entwined, bound by God’s love and grace that holds
I am running the Sconset bluff path.
I go past darkened houses,
black out curtains hanging,
past Linda Thomas and Jolene Baer
who are chasing rabbits into the privet hedges.
Their fathers call out to them-
“Careful girls!”-
drinks sloshing, ice tinkling
as I go by invisible,
yet sensed.
A summer later,
I will be gone.
Starched, ironed khakis
in a trunk wait ahead in my room.
The beginning and end
of a life never started.
Dutchman's pipe,trumpet vine
Virgin bower,shrubs divine;
Beauty bush,bright blue bean,
Climbers high to set the scene.
Bamboo,broom,laurel bay,
Lavender scent lasts all day;
Bush clover,russian sage,
Azalea taking centre stage.
Elder,myrtle,bittersweet,
Perfumes the hazy heat;
Privet,peony,prickly heath,
Ivy,holly in seasonal wreath.
Jasmine & jews mallow,
By a trickling stream, so shallow;
Sea buckthorn to screen
Ceanothus high ,shaded green.
Dutchman's pipe,trumpet vine
Virgin bower,shrubs divine;
Beauty bush,bright blue bean,
Climbers high to set the scene.
Bamboo,broom,laurel bay,
Lavender scent lasts all day;
Bush clover,russian sage,
Azalea taking centre stage.
Elder,myrtle,bittersweet,
Perfumes the hazy heat;
Privet,peony,prickly heath,
Ivy,holly in seasonal wreath.
Jasmine & jews mallow,
By a trickling stream, so shallow;
Sea buckthorn to screen
Ceanothus high ,shaded green.