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 Bloom Poems are really interesting. They have been around for hundreds of years. They can be about nearly everything and anything. Here's my poem. I hope you like it. The Gardener The flower seems a little dry today The cold grey sun beating over it The starting line looks like a nice place to quit Seedless with reverse thorns Up above with reverse thorns Up above, the myth scorns The white petals now a deep red Whispers and broadcasts the only way you get fed The bugs and bees keep away The rain hasn’t stopped in days The pollen doesn’t seem to be the same The soils not good enough We need more dirt on him The stems a little thin Fertilizer should do the trick Dry season, dry heaving, synthetically sick Roots tied around its self Why won’t the gardener help? Begging for nutrients Trapped on the other side of the fence Its harvesting season I Hope you enjoyed this poem on a flower.
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