Potting Poems - Poems about Potting

...I knew when I was pulling on my turquoise boots that Skunk would appear. she is my semi-pet bunny; thinking herself feral, but I feed her kibble. perfect gardening weather today; I till rows, mark......Read the rest...

...Another walking notes half poem What a very nice garden indeed Fresh top soil, new plants Containers pretty and disposable Weed suppressing decorative sto......Read the rest...

...Sunlight entered the aquamarine potting shed from the east Beating the master gardener by a few minutes or steps Ruffled marigold seeds were waiting to be planted in seedling trays It was March th......Read the rest...

...A character trait that I find One that would be best left behind With a task, I'll confide I push all else aside. It seems I've a single-track mind I guess it's a decent excuse At least I'm n......Read the rest...

...A potty shed? That’s what she said; Connects the head to the flower bed. Tomatoes are the best around, And that soil is nice and brown. Come on in and have a seat; Squash is waiting for a tr......Read the rest...

...The Taj Mahal will one day fall, They’ll build and tear down three more malls, But one thing here when Jesus calls: My wife’s new potting shed. The concrete footers all are poured. There’s eve......Read the rest...

... Seven years I’ve tucked ‘em away Seven years Been hoarding it all Seven years For a rainy day Seven years Better get on the ball Potting shed, potting shed Gonna build me a potti......Read the rest...

...In a little country village in a cottage near a farm, was a curious little kitten that was knitted out of yarn. In a rainbow’s worth of colours from its tail of strawberry red, to the blue an......Read the rest...

...Walking into my garden, I notice things need doing, Fence needs painting, Weeding and pruning, And the grass needs cutting. Do not !!!! Get me started on the decking, I will cut the hedge ins......Read the rest...

...He studies the dinner card, ticks off the boxes for Jell-O and fruit cups; anticipates a deliciousness that he will later swallow mechanically on a plastic spoon. He’s fascinated by his own br......Read the rest...

...Under the African sun When loneliness bite’s and red wine doesn’t help And mowing the lawn makes you feel a little green, Red faced and hot! Winter it is not ! A tree with a shower Cold wate......Read the rest...

...Preoccupation The brain is a miraculous oddity Roaming at will, out to play, But returning to sober reality, Preoccupation stilled for focusing On the must-dos of the day. Ah, but then ther......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ the ocean flaming orange.. red.. and gold burning oil ~~ a fantasy no… just nature being so amazing... beauty.. ~~ a gouldian finch a rainless rainbow......Read the rest...

...Desperate man Potting a nation in his oval head......Read the rest...

...I’m here at home But I don’t care ‘Cause I don’t wanna Leave the air. The sun beats down; The temps are high. To venture out? No reason why. I’m reading books; I’m potting plants. Think......Read the rest...