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Potting Poems - Poems about Potting

Premium Member Tomorrow God Willing
...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......

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Categories: potting, garden,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member More Thoughts Whilst Walking
...Another walking notes half poem What a very nice garden indeed Fresh top soil, new plants Containers pretty and disposable Weed suppressing decorative sto......

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Categories: potting, flower,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Potting Shed Catches Gossip
...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......

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Categories: potting, garden,
Form: Personification
Premium Member Single Track
...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......

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Categories: potting, how i feel,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Potty Shed
...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......

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Categories: potting, silly,
Form: Couplet



Premium Member Potting Shed Redux
...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......

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Categories: potting, garden, retirement, silly,
Form: Ballad
Premium Member Potting Shed
... 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......

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Categories: potting, garden, spring,
Form: Light Verse
The Knitted Kitten
...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......

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Categories: potting, cute love, games, marriage,
Form: Rhyme
Things To Do
...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......

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Categories: potting, garden, nature, sunshine,
Form: Free verse
Incurable
...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......

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Categories: potting, poetry,
Form: Blank verse
Under the African Sun
...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......

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Categories: potting, bible, christian,
Form: Rhyme
Preoccupation
...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......

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Categories: potting, how i feel, humanity,
Form: Light Verse
Haiku Series
...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ the ocean flaming orange.. red.. and gold burning oil ~~ a fantasy no… just nature being so amazing... beauty.. ~~ a gouldian finch a rainless rainbow......

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Categories: potting, nature,
Form: Haiku
Despot
...Desperate man Potting a nation in his oval head......

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Categories: potting, power, satire,
Form: Triolet
At Home
...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......

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Categories: potting, home,
Form: Rhyme

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