Garden Poems

Garden Poems

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Throughout the world there are many different gardens that people have designed. In a Japanese garden, every tree is perfectly pruned, without a leaf out of place. Nothing is planted without forethought as to the exact place appropriate to it. There are English gardens that are famous for their roses and perfect lines of shrubbery. The number of garden types are too numerous to mention. One thing is true of all gardens. It is joint creation between man's intention to create a space of tranquility and nature's ability to comply.

10 Poems about Gardening

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  1. 1. The Seed-Shop

    One of the topics Muriel Stuart (1885-1967) liked to write about was nature. She even stopped writing poetry to pursue writing about gardening. In this poem, she shares about the hidden potential of seeds. In their current state, they look like lifeless stones, but an entire garden and forest rests inside of them when they are planted. The same could be said about people. When we don’t embrace our purpose and contribute to society, we are no better than unplanted seeds. But once we allow our gifts and talents to be used, we create beauty for others to enjoy.

    HERE in a quiet and dusty room they lie,
    Faded as crumbled stone and shifting sand,
    Forlorn as ashes, shrivelled, scentless, dry -
    Meadows and gardens running through my hand.

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  3. 2. There Is Another Sky

    This poem about finding a beautiful garden is one of Emily Dickinson's most well known poems. The precise meaning of the poem is a matter of opinion. One possibility is that she is pointing out that a person may be disappointed in his quest to experience beauty in the world. However, when we look inside ourselves and one another, we may find a flourishing beautiful garden of delights!

    There is another sky,
    Ever serene and fair,
    And there is another sunshine,
    Though it be darkness there;

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    My mother, Joyce, loves her garden, which she made and made beautiful; and her other garden is the seeds of positivity, love, and joy that she has sown throughout her life. Joyce is 84 now...

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  4. 3. The Glory Of The Garden

    The Glory Of The Garden By Rudyard Kipling was first published in A School History of England (1911).

    Our England is a garden that is full of stately views,
    Of borders, beds and shrubberies and lawns and avenues,
    With statues on the terraces and peacocks strutting by;
    But the Glory of the Garden lies in more than meets the eye.

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  6. 4. My Garden Is My Sanctuary

    • By Marie Church
    • Published: April 2011

    My garden is a beautiful sanctuary to be in. I just wanted to convey it in a poem.

    As I look out to my garden
    I feel a sense of pride.
    It really is a lovely room
    except it is outside.

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  7. 5. Inside My Garden Gate

    I wrote this poem while sitting in the garden last summer. It describes my garden beautifully with a little added fantasy.

    How I love my little garden, where I sit and contemplate.
    My perfect piece of paradise inside my garden gate.
    Hanging baskets, pretty pots, the flowers are brimming over.
    The grass so green, the buttercups, the daisies, and the clover.

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  8. 6. An Evening Hour

    I hope you enjoy the poem. It's about nature, a precious gift.

    It was a sunny bright evening, an evening so calm,
    The kind of evening that was inviting me with an outstretched arm.
    So I decided to spend an hour doing almost nothing,
    Sitting and enjoying the best of what nature could bring.

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  10. 7. Garden Of Gold

    • By Lois E. Felder
    • Published: February 2006

    A rose in grandma's garden to represent her love that overflowed from her being.

    I walk through the garden
    On this warm summer's day,
    To smell the flowers
    That grandma raised.

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    This poem reminds me of my mother. She loved planting flowers, especially roses. That was one of her greatest joys, and one year she grew beautiful roses the size of a 2 lb. coffee can lid....

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  11. 8. The Fields Of Happiness

    Everyone wonders what life really does have to offer and wonders what the meaning of "The Perfect Life" is. The truth is there isn't one.

    People say it is a field,
    A lovely field of happiness.
    With flowers spread,
    Throughout this field.

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  12. 9. Secret Garden

    I saw The Secret Garden, and I realized I'd always wanted one of my own, so I wrote here how I'd have my secret garden...

    I have a secret garden,
    Where I can laugh and play.
    I have a secret garden,
    Often it's there I stay.

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  13. 10. This Secret Garden

    • By Sophia Joy
    • Published: April 2011

    After the death of my sister, I used to dwell in my garden for hours, and little did I know how much it had to offer.
    There is always time to reflect in our beautiful surroundings.
    Most of life's beautiful secrets are in your back garden where there are no material objects, where only peace and love exists.

    The river that exists in my back garden was all but untouched
    by the tips of my toes in the middle of summer.
    Days and days went by where nothing but beads of sweat
    were drawn from the moisture

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