1. The Garden - written by Edwin Arlington Robinson
Read 2312 times on American Poems.

There is a fenceless garden overgrown 
With buds and blossoms and all sorts of leaves; 
And once, among the roses and the sheaves, 
The Gardener and I were there alone. 
He led me to the plot where I had thrown
The fennel of my days on wasted... (Read full poem)

this is the garden:colours come and go,
frail azures fluttering from night's outer wing
strong silent greens serenely lingering,
absolute lights like baths of golden snow.
This is the garden:pursed lips do blow
upon cool flutes within wide... (Read full poem)

3. My Garden -- like the Beach - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Published in 1955. Read 3575 times on American Poems.

My Garden -- like the Beach --
Denotes there be -- a Sea --
That's Summer --
Such as These -- the Pearls
She fetches -- such as Me(Read full poem)

Within my Garden, rides a Bird
Upon a single Wheel --
Whose spokes a dizzy Music make
As 'twere a travelling Mill --

He never stops, but slackens
Above the Ripest Rose --
Partakes without alighting
And praises as he goes,

Till every spice is... (Read full poem)

5. The Man Rock - written by Russell Edson
Read 1104 times on American Poems.

A man is a rock in a garden of chairs and waits 
for a longtime to be over.

  It is easier for a rock in a garden than a man 
inside his mother. He decided to be a rock when 
he got outside.

  A rock asks only what is a rock.

  A rock waits to be... (Read full poem)

New feet within my garden go --
New fingers stir the sod --
A Troubadour upon the Elm
Betrays the solitude.

New children play upon the green --
New Weary sleep below --
And still the pensive Spring returns --
And still the punctual snow!(Read full poem)

7. The Garden - written by Louise Gluck
Read 1871 times on American Poems.

The garden admires you.
For your sake it smears itself with green pigment,
The ecstatic reds of the roses,
So that you will come to it with your lovers.

And the willows--
See how it has shaped these green
Tents of silence. Yet
There is... (Read full poem)

I haven't told my garden yet --
Lest that should conquer me.
I haven't quite the strength now
To break it to the Bee --

I will not name it in the street
For shops would stare at me --
That one so shy -- so ignorant
Should have the face to die.

The... (Read full poem)

9. There is another sky - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Published in 1955. Read 187333 times on American Poems.

There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where... (Read full poem)

The path runs straight between the flowering rows,
A moonlit path, hemmed in by beds of bloom,
Where phlox and marigolds dispute for room
With tall, red dahlias and the briar rose.
'T is reckless prodigality which throws
Into the night these... (Read full poem)

11. In The Garden - written by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Read 1662 times on American Poems.

One moment alone in the garden, 
Under the August skies; 
The moon had gone but the stars shone on, -
Shone like your beautiful eyes.
Away from the glitter and gaslight, 
Alone in the garden there, 
While the mirth of the throng, in laugh and... (Read full poem)

A little garden on a bleak hillside
Where deep the heavy, dazzling mountain snow
Lies far into the spring.  The sun's pale glow
Is scarcely able to melt patches wide
About the single rose bush.  All denied
Of nature's tender ministries.  But... (Read full poem)

13. On the Garden Wall - written by Vachel Lindsay
Read 1858 times on American Poems.

OH, once I walked a garden 
In dreams. 'Twas yellow grass. 
And many orange-trees grew there 
In sand as white as glass. 
The curving, wide wall-border 
Was marble, like the snow. 
I walked that wall a fairy-prince 
And, pacing quaint and slow,... (Read full poem)

Oh, once I walked a garden 
In dreams. 'Twas yellow grass. 
And many orange-trees grew there 
In sand as white as glass. 
The curving, wide wall-border 
Was marble, like the snow. 
I walked that wall a fairy-prince 
And, pacing quaint and... (Read full poem)

15. The trees in the garden rained flowers. - written by Stephen Crane
From War is Kind & Other Lines. Published in 1899. Read 5588 times on American Poems.

The trees in the garden rained flowers.
Children ran there joyously.
They gathered the flowers
Each to himself.
Now there were some
Who gathered great heaps --
Having opportunity and skill --
Until, behold, only chance blossoms
Remained for the... (Read full poem)

Pamela was too gentle to deceive 
Her roses. "Let the men stay where they are," 
She said, "and if Apollo's avatar 
Be one of them, I shall not have to grieve." 
And so she made all Tilbury Town believe 
She sighed a little more for the North Star... (Read full poem)

17. Poppies - written by Carl Sandburg
From Chicago Poems. Published in 1916. Read 2553 times on American Poems.

She loves blood-red poppies for a garden to walk in.
In a loose white gown she walks
          and a new child tugs at cords in her body.
Her head to the west at evening when the dew is creeping,
A shudder of gladness runs in her bones and... (Read full poem)

I knew her for a little ghost
   That in my garden walked;
The wall is high—higher than most—
   And the green gate was locked.

And yet I did not think of that
   Till after she was gone—
I knew her by the broad white hat,
   All... (Read full poem)

19. Garden-Spot - written by Dorothy Parker
From Death and Taxes. Published in 1931. Read 4150 times on American Poems.

God's acre was her garden-spot, she said;
She sat there often, of the Summer days,
Little and slim and sweet, among the dead,
Her hair a fable in the leveled rays.

She turned the fading wreath, the rusted cross,
And knelt to coax about the wiry... (Read full poem)

Jim just loves to garden, yes he does. 
He likes nothing better than to put on 
his little overalls and his straw hat. 
He says, "Let's go get those tools, Jim." 
But then doubt begins to set in.
He says, "What is a garden, anyway?"
And thoughts... (Read full poem)

21. Korean Mums - written by James Schuyler
From The Morning of the Poem. Published in 1980. Read 614 times on American Poems.

beside me in this garden
are huge and daisy-like
(why not? are not
oxeye daisies a chrysanthemum?),
shrubby and thick-stalked,
the leaves pointing up
the stems from which
the flowers burst in
sunbursts. I love
this garden in all its moods,
even... (Read full poem)

When I go up through the mowing field,
The headless aftermath,
Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew,
Half closes the garden path.

And when I come to the garden ground,
The whir of sober birds
Up from the tangle of withered weeds
Is... (Read full poem)

23. In the New Garden in all the Parts. - written by Walt Whitman
From Leaves of Grass. Published in 1900. Read 1728 times on American Poems.

IN the new garden, in all the parts, 
In cities now, modern, I wander, 
Though the second or third result, or still further, primitive yet, 
Days, places, indifferent—though various, the same, 
Time, Paradise, the Mannahatta, the prairies,... (Read full poem)

Gushing from the mouths of stone men
To spread at ease under the sky
In granite-lipped basins,
Where iris dabble their feet
And rustle to a passing wind,
The water fills the garden with its rushing,
In the midst of the quiet of close-clipped... (Read full poem)

25. In Bertram's Garden - written by Donald Justice
Read 2524 times on American Poems.

Jane looks down at her organdy skirt
As if it somehow were the thing disgraced,
For being there, on the floor, in the dirt,
And she catches it up about her waist,
Smooths it out along one hip,
And pulls it over the crumpled slip.

On the porch,... (Read full poem)