Mowers Poems - Poems about Mowers

...cracked concrete gravel and tar grimy and gritty asphalt yard put in by my husband a non-mower who would like the entire yard to be asphalt......

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...Amy Ingram, who lives next door, like nobody, you've met before, always talks with a whirring sound, and walks an inch above the ground, all mechanical that's for sure. She reopened the hardwa......

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...The grass on the field has been mowed To my eyes and senses it's lovely Buttercups still cluster near hedges It smells beautiful Birds are singing that little bit more chirpily The dog howev......

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...strewn across backyard dog toys and mowers don't mix a big pile of fluff......

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... We all seem to think of flowers, only in the sun. Did you realize at night, it is time they dance in floral fun? After the busy insects, got their tasty food for the day, The flowers c......

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...Suburban resident pretense, a bleak uniformity. I grew up among the repetitious homes, isolated alienated, I wandered the conformity, the endless square yards, the dull feckless syndrome. Repug......

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... snow no more warmer days birds are singing squirrels scampering pretty flowers blooming <......

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... I love life in Washington state With a Democrat governor to keep it all straight. Tear down the dams put windmills in place, The cold in midwinter we'll surely embrace. Next we must ban al......

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...Crispy dampened leaves tucked under old chain link fence hide from mowers blade......

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...The dead grow flowers, while the living pine for more space to find heaven in. Flesh feeds the earth, even bones, nothing is wasted, all is put to use for the general Good. When they pass a......

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...Gone are the bright heroic heads waving along the highway, Once so psychedelic in their vibrant, vivid display. Only to wilt and die during the scorching summer, Diligent first, by sowing seeds f......

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...Let’s just imagine that the world witnesses a drastic change, Dogs are walking humans, and trees are locked in a cage! Cats suddenly start flying in the air! And birds start politics, everywhere......

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...April and the clocks forward spring, our cricket practice gets in full swing. Nets to untangle from their poles, players to call and enrol. Gang mowers to grease and oil, the team kit-bag to d......

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...Summer deals its first hand no bluffing behind her eyes depression heated to irritating comfortless catching tunes upon the air that haunt from summered pasts the clink of ice on crystal Mowers......

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...“The I’ll Dance” was the father of a Mine’s good family friend. In the main festivities of Navalmanzano, Segovia And its pilgrimages He did not dare to ask the girls to dance Afraid that everyone......

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