Weeding Poems - Poems about Weeding

...Do I remember when... Better breezes blew Cleaner waters flowed Teasing memory so... For I can hear them in quiet special times… can you? Softly now, in your own silence… hear them… ‘Are......Read the rest...

...As one grows old, when evening approaches, memories too lengthen like shadows. Now I remember more often my parents wondering how much sweat and toil they had shed to make their children comfortable,......Read the rest...

...Callous rows gone fallow human touch embraced Hate uprooted — Love replanted tilled in Heaven’s grace (Dreamdleep: February, 2024) ......Read the rest...

...Weeding When weeds grow on love We spend time weeding not loving And before we realize the rains are gone The land is dry and the love is dying. When love grows on weed We spend time loving n......Read the rest...

...Milly was a nutty cat as nutty as can be An also nutty poet said, “She’s nuttier than me.” And that was saying something and I think you will agree Because that poet was Deb M from way across the ......Read the rest...

...Written: August 22, 2023 ______________________________________________________________ Under the warm glow of a summer night's sky. I discover solace and serenity, an instant of sigh.......Read the rest...

...Summer Sunshine Summer sunshine feels different from spring, Round – ripening and growing large – Laying still, sunbeams tickle leaves and sing - Seeing blueness across the sky enlarge. Summ......Read the rest...

...I grew up in a small rural Iowa town my parents were spawn of farmers we had “farms” out in the country we did not live on them but we planted them our summers were spent hoeing, weeding, rakin......Read the rest...

...Caress of grace sublime, shows on our face, of peace that surpasses understanding; a jigsaw puzzle others cannot lace, our aura both gentle and commanding. It’s not that we don’t share but few ca......Read the rest...

...If I'd a hoe, in frozen Maine or Idaho, I'd go on raking, shivering and shaking, all over this land. I'd go reseeding after weeding Brother, though your heart is aching, and the field work is......Read the rest...

...Home grown produce is what I do the woman said. I was not sure what that was, so I had to see for myself. Her garden was the size of two football fields. You do all of this yourself? I asked. S......Read the rest...

... "A Spoonful of Sugar" Upon waking the green hangover hangs low waiting for the weeding the alarm sounds like thunder the cats on the prowl they’re hungry the ......Read the rest...

...Sky is clear blue with bales of cotton cloud Days mesh well with scenes of vernal beauty Everywhere one can spot the jaunty crowd People are busy chasing their duty Oh, Spring! You make us bli......Read the rest...

...Faeries of the winter, lacy ice aglitter. Faeries in the mist, Mother Nature’s kiss. Faeries in daylight, spectral delights. Faeries on the waters, Neptune’s lovely daughters. Faer......Read the rest...

...I remember only too well when years ago and once more the clouds of my mind and soul hung way below the horizon pernicious weeds took well to it infested my brain grew roots and shooters obs......Read the rest...