Short Soil Poems
Short Soil Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Soil by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Soil by length and keyword.
There is a lot of space in the sky
The soil is very patient
There is nothing like them
But, Human heart can be like them
People born with soil
Not star dust
Breeding on the soil
Ultimate reaching to soil
But thankless people
Not trusting the soil
Singing a song of …soil and sky
…shadow, shadow, do not sway
Sparrow, sparrow, try to stay
Rainbow, rainbow, do not frown
Sky, Oh! Sky, do not go down.
hardy pampas
harmony zoysia
feather, feather, feather
festuca glauca, festuca glauca
terra cotta, terra cotta
nassella, nassella, nassella
polypodophyta
OF SEEDS AND GOOD SOIL
Seeds sown in good soil,
Soon germinate and bear fruits
With nourishing grace.
Let your heart be of good soil
Bearing God’s fruits of his love:-
Haven't written about love in a long while
Been chalking up goofies in dirty big piles
So here I submit
If youse guy's permit
A tale so romantic, gonna soil your tiles
Soil Consisted of Rock and Stone
Soil did consist of rock and stone,
With rye and wheat fully grown,
In flowing field,
Had great yield,
After into ground had been sewn.
Jim Horn
;
Haven't written bout love in a very long while
Been chocking up goofies in dirty big piles
So here I submit
If youse guy's permit
A tale so romantic, gonna soil your tiles
On that wall down by the river,
You will find my name written in blood,
Thorns pricked me on my breasts and back,
The soil drank my blood,
Drained me,
I will eat the soil now,
It's my turn.
The voices were not kind again,
looking for weakness
planting seeds of demise.
darkness is warmest.
Soil we prepared.
dreams we amended.
Waiting for trees of life.
upended.
SOIL
I am planting my soul onto the drought soil
Life can tolarate the best men to toil
Are you finding the newer oil
To feed our greed for the next time to boil
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando November 30, 2016
Moonlight weeps on rusted stone,
Where once I danced, I crawl alone.
Roots with hands now draw me near,
Feeding on my deepest fear.
My shadow speaks in shattered rhyme.
A ghost who bleeds through endless time.
SOIL
I am planting my soul onto the miraculous soil
To reap the fruits of golden oil
There are many challenges that we have to foil
Nothing left for you to refocus to boil
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando June 20, 2016
rain lashes the ground
buds sprout around
there is yet a tongue's curse
set upon this soil
not green
but black is the bud’s color
which soul was so hurt
that she set her wrath
so strong
to destroy
the entire earth
Tough tears drop from heavens’ window
God gives us a sweet sign…the rainbow
Think there are the ground galaxies?
Check out the cute romantic roses
Men once competed on cold cliffs
Fresh fishes now fights on coral reefs
FLOODING SOIL
I am drawing my soul on the flooding soil
The world is turning everything into the oil
The universe is making the false promise to spoil
Don't we have to testify against our own toil
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando August 27, 2016
Soil
Alive, Fertile
Feeding, Thriving, Growing
Gardens, Agriculture, Beaches, Deserts
Eroding, Blowing, Stinging
Dead, Empty
Sand
And when the world turns to dust
God will provide the wind to sweep it away
Leaving the soil and the sun
And a little seed
Beginning new life...
Note: God always leaves life, wherever he goes. Please, don't waste the life he's given you.
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Bed of Roses
David J Walker
You waited were
the roses grow
And I would be the Gardner
Kneeling in the deep and
Earthy scented soil
Come rain
Come shine
Come time to
Bare the toil
exposed as rose the
Harvest moon
Together soon
in a feathered Bed of Roses
To Soil.
In a few years, precious few, in the
irrelevancy of time,
The grave will reach out and find us
wherever we are.
Encompassing our body and soul,
our mind dead to its reality.
Our body so embraced in its
soil from our toil.
Our spirit well in its great beyond
Sailor Sam once said :
I feel safe at the Sea or
in the Sand or Soil...
Because the Sea is my
Soil and Sand...
For me is all the
same said sailor
Sam...!
TRIBUTE TO MY FRIEND SAM WILSON
EX SAILOR OF MANY SHIPS IN BRAZIL
AND ABROAD
Virgin soil
Seeds of animosity are planted
In virgin soil of the innocent mind
Seedlings should not be taken for granted
inseminating hate's a complex crime.
For Greg Barden's contest
Arbitrium divisa- 2
Taken from my sonnet
Colour of my heart-2.
November 28,2018
Tilled me
Tilled me
Use cutlass
Use engines
I am in abundance
Use me as you will
But keep me
Natural
Keep me organic
Plant plenty of tubers’
Plant plenty of cereals
Plant plenty of bulbs
Plant plenty of suckers
Good harvest
You will have
Food at plenty
Natural food
Food for all.
The soil so rich
tall corn grew true
The milk was sweet
from our Bessie's teat
We worked the land
for fifty years
We reaped with joy
what we sowed midst tears
Raised three fine sons
who now carry on
Our legacy, the earth
in death, as in birth
SOIL SOAKER*
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rain
weighty, intense
piercing, soaking, saturating
refreshing earth’s firmament
soil soaker
*Note:This poem was first published at Poetry Soup in June 2025 then deleted (poetrysoup.com › poem › soil_soaker_1738878) This is my original poem.