Naked Beneath the Robe
Naked Beneath the Robe
Would you have us all dress the same?
Coerce us into believing it is our favorite outfit,
influence the tide of fashion down a one way street.
Would you limit the words available to us?
Deny us the colors needed to create a rainbow,
leave us with only a corridor of grey archways.
Would you dull the scents of the garden?
Filter all aromatic wafting breezes,
blinding the butterfly and the bee.
Would you drain the sun’s reflection from the pond?
Refuse the gentle wind the courtesy of ripples
to validate its presence in its passing.
Would you force the spring morns birdsong through a funnel?
Squeezing from it the hope and joy of sunrise,
silencing the trill of tree filled benediction.
Would you shape all of the clouds in conformity?
Obscure the passion of their sky dance,
frustrate the imaginings of life.
Would you still the ghosts of shimmering mist?
Foil the fantasy of fog’s embrace
quiet the eerie silence of the marsh.
Would you hold as good, or bad, or wanting,
the heavens as they seek horizons touch,
obstructing sunset’s ruby passion.
Would you tear love’s passage from dead parchment?
Erasing words imbued with writers soul
to ease the fear of your unknowing heart.
Would you judge without the fear of error
confine the beauty of all essence
condemn without compassion’s edging doubt.
Submitted to – Any Poem #31 – Poetry Contest
2/23/2015
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