Garment Poems - Poems about Garment

... So she named them; Marvel, Pearl, Wonder, As they came one by one, Those perfect gems, Into the world of men Who desired to hem Each of them Into the garment Of his own design, Never compr......Read the rest...

... (To be sung to Cruella DeVil from Disney 101 Dalmations) Her name is Prunella DeVil- Prunella DeVil, Prunella DeVil, Ugly and scary with a loud voice ... SHRILL, The very sight......Read the rest...

...Have a taste of freedom for a moment, Put off your worry garment Feel the air that flows around you Let the calmness sink through. Listen as the birds sing Just flow, don't think Let the bree......Read the rest...

...In the West, stories are heard, shining at the threshold of a new era, That we can mold again the raw clay of human nature, Reconstructing from the ashes of time, a dream Eden, fresh and new. As i......Read the rest...

...In the odyssey of days that mercilessly run like grains of sand, An unseen battle is foretold that we shall wage in the shadow. The war within our hearts, a citadel besieged by falling stars, Wher......Read the rest...

...Through wanderings of dreams that simmer beneath closed eyelids, A man chose to remain silent, waiting in vain for vibrant moments. Wrapped in the warm cocoon of faded security, He saw life turnin......Read the rest...

...CLOSET DRAMA Setting: Two friends working out how to create a beautiful garment from the curtains. And planning an escape. Characters: Giselle (G) An innocent young wo......Read the rest...

...In the heart of the country, a veil of mystery and melancholy floats, And threading along the leaf of life, these methods seem a sinister symphony. Open borders, and immigration comes like an under......Read the rest...

...When Jesus Comes When His steps descend among the stars, When Jesus walks upon the earth within us that struggles, seas of raging darkness lose their fury between the edges. His arrival brings si......Read the rest...

...Oh, land of yearning, soil of the pandemic, Across your bereaved fields, a lone wanderer carries His tattered garment of helplessness, In his steps echoes the cry of the land that cannot comprehen......Read the rest...

...The conscience is my guide; soul’s compass infallible. Befriending silence, I dwell in the vast void; freed from fetters of dark desire. Holy Spirit makes me complete: entwining polarities, ......Read the rest...

...The smell of fresh baked cakes keeps floating in the air and daylight burst through the sky spilling coffee latte on the roof and I stood still inside and watch the cream drips slowly from the ceilin......Read the rest...

...It’s not that I am languid, more that I am chagrined. So disappointed to be met by this dreadful north wind. I am on my way to see him, and I will look so disheveled. I am convinced the god Boreas......Read the rest...

...'My mum will not speak above a low whisper in public because she doesn't want to draw attention to herself.' Richard C. Armitage "Whisper, we're in church," my momma tells me. "Please momma, let......Read the rest...

... All these years ago looking back lay in darkness and nature's night not realising how dark I was failing myself never seeing the light How was I to awaken from my plight but God came and bro......Read the rest...