Poetics: Our garden through the years

garden full of life
of butterflies and bees
the scents of flowers

look at the garden
peace and tranquility
wonderful feeling

garden through the years
canvas of memories
brings us joy and hope

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the English Garden
taking clothes off in summer
the feeling of freedom

All winter long the garden is cold and bare
With the coming of spring, everywhere is lovely
Trees unfold their leaves, flowers bloom with flair
Apples blossom, all white and pure with such beauty
And the smell of wonderful rain and freshly cut grass
Don’t forget the symphony of spring with birds singing
The spring peepers chirping call chorus with such class
The dandelions, lilacs, tulips, hyacinths, all blooming

For: Poetics: Johnny’s Garden by kim881.

Also for: Nurturing Thurs – Where We Are! by Becca Givens

45 thoughts on “Poetics: Our garden through the years

  1. Wow, Lady Lee! I so enjoyed looking at the pictures, I almost forgot to read the poem! You have such a fabulous collection of plants and flowers and it was delightful to see and read about it in its glory in the different seasons.I also enjoyed the music. Thank you for a wonderful post – you’ve brightened up my rainy day!

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  2. What a lovely and loved garden! The spring peepers. ..how I love the sound of them. Thank you for the gorgeous photographs of your garden through the seaons. And thank you for the wonderful music. Truly spectacular offering you have given to us.

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  3. Don’t forget the symphony of spring with birds singing
    The dandelions, lilacs, tulips, hyacinths, all blooming

    There is the balance of nature’s paradise of small creatures and bird-songs to the colors of spring. And such a wonderful composite of beautiful sights, flowers galore!

    Hank

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  4. WeLL.. Hello ladyleemanilla.. i am so
    impressed that you shared 72 photos of
    garden view with us on this wonderful day
    over in the states with Thanks Giving approaching
    next week.. perhaps
    even more
    impressed
    is the fact i
    don’t see any
    of those copyright
    ownership thingies
    anywhere on your
    page here.. hmm..
    lesson learned for me on
    death’s step below darkest
    hell night.. i will never ever own
    anything here.. even my life is only
    a gift from a very large garden now.. and
    i am just another weed fortunate enough
    to survive.. it wasn’t always like that as death
    can teach more about life than bill of own ever could..
    when
    all of
    life
    becomes
    a garden of free..
    when fear of death
    and anxiety and all illusory
    fears melt away.. a garden of
    love is born that will never be owned
    only give for free for life is gift.. nothing more..
    owned
    less
    and more for give..
    anyway.. haha.. my soul
    is for the giving.. we are a family
    of humans toGeTher iF a person will
    not share Nature with the world for free..
    i surely
    wouldn’t
    ask
    for
    a
    crumb
    of bread
    of love no matter
    how starved and cold i was
    as that garden continues to gRow..
    Ocean whole
    iN
    all i do..
    Giving inspires
    me most.. and
    owning always
    makes me
    feel sad
    for
    those
    closed in own that way..
    LiVinG Gardens give more than own…:)

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  5. Well written lines, beautiful indeed! But I am somehow more attracted to your garden this time 🙂 You seem to have green fingers….that’s so many plants and flowers 🙂 loved it!!!! 🙂 ❤

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