There are not enough poems about geraniums.
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Scroll through comments for some very clever and lovely poems newly penned by my very clever and lovely readers!
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Margaret says:
I have these in my front flower pot. I love the color and the flower itself. It is different.
July 31st, 2009 at 9:32 am
Sarah says:
a poem about geraniums would be difficult
hmmm…let’s see…
there once was a pot with a geranium,
that caused thankful thoughts in my cranium,
I enjoyed its sweet color,
it’s soft, pretty petals,
should be cheered and lauded in a stadium..
hahahahahaha, it was the best I could come up with …
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Priceless! I love it! ~AM
July 31st, 2009 at 9:51 am
Janmary, N Ireland says:
Knowing your writing talent – I am sure you will rectify this soon
July 31st, 2009 at 11:06 am
k&c's mom says:
Sarah: rhyming “geranium” and “cranium”.
Genius. Sheer genius!
A.M.: Wishing my geraniums in Austin were holding up to this heat like yours are! Great shot.
July 31st, 2009 at 11:15 am
Aunt Murry says:
Always makes me think of
“The geranum on the window sill just died but teacher you went right on” By Albert Cullum
July 31st, 2009 at 11:37 am
Kathy Anderson says:
Good job on your poem Sarah. I love geraniums, but afraid mine aren’t holding up well this year.
July 31st, 2009 at 2:44 pm
The G-Ma says:
Gotta get in the act. . .
July 31st, 2009 at 2:50 pm
The G-Ma says:
Well, that first got sent by a ghost. How about this:
She cherished her mauvish geranium
‘Til it suffered a zap of titanium.
Soon it withered and died,
as she dithered and cried,
“O grief, please be brief, I’m insanium!”
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That is awesome! I wish I had a prize for you! ~AM
July 31st, 2009 at 2:56 pm
Megan (FriedOkra) says:
I’d have said I thought geraniums
Were practical, unassuming flowers,
and might be embarrassed by flattery.
Until I saw *this* geranium,
Which looks like it would nod politely
And take a compliment as its due.
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Fantastically charming and wise! ~AM
July 31st, 2009 at 2:57 pm
Roses ArePink2 says:
Ahem … (embarrassed at poem but here goes)”
Stately geraniums
With a scent most unique
Stand guarding patios faithfully
All through the week.
They don’t demand much
Just some water and some sun
But the benefits they offer
Provide beauty & gardening fun!
(bows & makes hurried exit)
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Scent most unique indeed! I love it! ~AM
July 31st, 2009 at 3:43 pm
Dee from Tennessee says:
I still have not planted my geraniums (10 of them…and they were kinda expensive) that I bought this spring….summer’s gonna be gone.
July 31st, 2009 at 4:11 pm
The Bug says:
My husband always winters his geraniums – we’ve had the same crew for several years. You can see them on my blog from last month.
I’ll have to ponder a poem about them – that would make a great blog post! I only have a poem about zinnias…
July 31st, 2009 at 7:00 pm
Kathy says:
One of my favorites! Anything red – pure joy to my eyes. Make it a flower in sun, I’m doing cartwheels.
August 1st, 2009 at 10:09 am
Diane Jennings says:
Lovely macro shot of the geranium, but one reason there aren’t more poems about geraniums may be that it’s a bit difficult to find anything that rhymes with “geranium”. ;-/
August 1st, 2009 at 7:38 pm
Dana~Are We There Yet? says:
pressing summer heat
on velvet petals
geranium bliss
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Love the imagery and sensual cues. Very good! ~AM
August 3rd, 2009 at 8:47 am
Shannon says:
Now I’VE got a geranium in my cranium. Thanks!
August 4th, 2009 at 2:42 pm