22 Garden Poems, Short Poems for the Gardener

22 Garden Poems

Share these garden poems with members of your garden club or with someone who has a passion for planting. Also, we hope you find inspiration in the verses.

garden poems to inspire the gardener

As Abram L. Urban once said, "In my garden there is a large place for sentiment. My garden of flowers is also my garden of thoughts and dreams. The thoughts grow as freely as the flowers, and the dreams are as beautiful." We hope you enjoy these garden poems and share them with the gardener in your life!

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Popular Garden Poems:

1. Poems about Gardens by Famous Poets 2. God's Garden Poem
3. Plant Your Own Garden Poem 4. Garden Making
5. Rose Poem 6. Flower Poem
7. Garden Verses 8. Poems about Grass and Lawns
9. Hollyhocks 10. The Flower Garden
11. My Garden  



Favorite Garden Poems:
  1. My Sunset Garden
    Poet: Althea Randolph


    The rainbow hues at eventide
    Are flowers in the sky.
    Which bud and blossom one by one
    Up in my Garden high.

    The Violet lifts her modest head
    And looks the wide world through.
    Then quickly comes the dainty bloom,
    Forget-me-not of blue.

    Glad Marigold and Roses red.
    With emerald leaves about.
    Chase Dandelion and Mignonette,
    While Clovers pink peep out!

    Next Mister Dusk-man wanders forth
    With his great cloak of gray
    And covers up my pretty flowers,
    And hides them all away!

    But well I know when night is gone,
    And day-time hours fly by,
    That once again my flowers bright
    Will blossom in the sky!



  2. What Is A Garden?
    Poet: Reginald Arkell


    What is a garden?
    Goodness knows!
    You've go a garden,
    I suppose:

    To one it is a piece of ground
    For which some gravel must be found.
    To some, those seeds that must be sown,
    To some a lawn the must be mown.
    To some a ton of Cheddar rocks;
    To some it means a window box;
    To some, who dare not pick a flower-
    A man, at eighteen pence an hour.
    To some, it is a silly jest
    About the latest garden pest;
    To some, a haven where they find
    Forgetfulness and peace of mind...

    What is a garden
    Large or small
    'Tis just a garden,
    After all.



  3. A Garden Fair
    by Helen A. Fussell


    I will sing you a song
    Of a garden fair,
    Wherein were sown seeds
    That brought blossoms rare.

    Love, joy and kindness,
    And hearty good cheer,
    Were the seeds that were sown
    And flowered here.

    The garden fair
    Was a little child’s mind,
    And the seeds were these thoughts,
    Just the very best kind.



  4. A Garden Can Be
    Poet: Catherine Pulsifer


    A garden can be a place of peace for me
    Watching nature and flowers be
    The gentle breeze that blows around
    Can be such a gentle sound.

    A garden can be a place to work
    With weeds attacking in the lurk
    While we dig them out of dirt
    The weeds our flowers will not hurt.

    A garden can be a place of beauty
    Filled with flowers that are so groovy
    A tiny seed planted, and then it blooms
    The fragrance can soon consume.

    The garden a place for all to enjoy
    Even for the little girls and boys.
    It is a place to see nature in action
    Gardening can be such a passion!



  5. Fragment
    Lord Alfred Tennyson


    Flower in the crannied wall,
    I pluck you out of the crannies,
    I hold you here, root and all, in my hand,
    Little flower - but if I could understand
    What you are, root and all, and all in all,
    I should know what God and man is.




  6. What You Plant
    Poet: H. Joseph Chadwick


    You've planted love and friendship,
    And since you planted those,
    Your garden's surely blooming
    With lovely memories . . .

    And life has been much brighter
    For everyone you've known
    Because of all the gladness
    And happiness you've sown!




  7. Cobwebs
    Poet: Patience Strong


    I went in the garden this morning at dawn -
    And there in the grass on the shimmering lawn -
    Were hundreds of cobwebs -
    Like fairy nets spread -
    Bejewelled with dew -
    I was fearful to tread -

    For here was a thing that no human had made -
    And breathless with wonder, I stood still, afraid -
    That beauty so fragile would vanish from sight -
    This miracle wrought on my lawn - overnight.

    We build great air-monsters with huge steely wings,
    We build guns and cities and marvelous things -
    And yet could we make overnight, with our hands -
    This network of delicate, gossamer strands?

    And I think I'm clever to work a design, with needle and silks -
    Just to follow the line, marked out by a transfer -
    Quite simple and plain...
    The spiders must think we are terribly vain.



  8. A Garden Is
    Poet: William Arthur Ward


    A garden is a lovely place,
    Where seeds burst through the sod,
    A garden is a partnership,
    Between two hands and God.

    A garden is a restful place,
    Where gentle breezes blow. . .
    A family of growing things,
    Where souls can also grow.



  9. Partners
    Poet: Edwin Markham


    Who digs a well, or plants a seed,
    A sacred pact he keeps with sun and sod:
    With these he helps refresh and feed
    The world, and enters partnership with God.



  10. My Heart Shall By Thy Garden
    Poet: Alice Christiana Thompson Meynell

    Thy heart shall be thy garden. Come, my own,
    Into thy garden; thine be happy hours
    Among my fairest thoughts, my tallest flowers,
    From root to crowning petal, thine alone.

    Thine is the place from where the seeds are sown
    Up to the sky enclosed, with all its showers.
    But ah, the birds, the birds! Who shall build bowers
    To keep these thine? O friend, the birds have flown.

    For as these come and go, and quit our pine
    To follow the sweet season, or, new-comers,
    Sing one song only from our alder-trees.

    My heart has thoughts, which, though thine eyes hold mine,
    Flit to the silent world and other summers,
    With wings that dip beyond the silver seas.



  11. Red Geraniums
    by Martha Haskell Clark


    Life did not bring me silken gowns,
    Nor jewels for my hair,
    Nor signs of gabled foreign towns
    In distant countries fair,
    But I can glimpse, beyond my pane, a green and friendly hill,
    And red geraniums aflame upon my window sill.

    The brambled cares of everyday,
    The tiny humdrum things,
    May bind my feet when they would stray,
    But still my heart has wings
    While red geraniums are bloomed against my window glass,
    And low above my green-sweet hill the gypsy wind-clouds pass.

    And if my dreamings ne’er come true,
    The brightest and the best,
    But leave me lone my journey through,
    I’ll set my heart at rest,
    And thank God for home-sweet things, a green and friendly hill,
    And red geraniums aflame upon my window sill.

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