Best Enrobed Poems
Chocolate Fountain Abuse- for the lover
How easily I forget I'm allergic to chocolate
I want to dip the exquisite kosher in a Spanish brandy
Sweet, sweet, cavity tarnish boxes of chocolate
At a store window; a dried up chocolate fantasy goblet
A taste of spoiled milk, nothing dandy with this candy
How easily I forgot I was allergic to chocolate
Snickers Bar, melting under the spotlight for-profit
Not edible, waging unassertive words like a pansy
Sweet, sweet, cavity tarnish boxes of chocolate
Chocolate pop, a candy bar coming out of the closet
There was not much bandy, about this candy
It's easy to forgot I'm allergic to chocolate
Stubby nuts, stomachache, bucket of vomit
Butterflies, flipping when I hear a faucet of cocoa candy
Sweet, sweet, cavity tarnish boxes of chocolate
Enrobed with small nuts, it dwells under the pocket
Caramel and peanuts American walnut vigilante
How easily I forgot I was allergic to chocolate
Sweet, sweet, cavity tarnish boxes of chocolate
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7/10/14
awoken yet still dreamy
i float towards the window
by which i wait
by which i dream
peering through the fog of reality
i think of you
how I love you
face to face
peer through those incredible eyes
you expose only to me
completely transparent
deep as you are;
gifted,
singularly unique
the sound of your voice
more intriguing
wind - tiptoes the dense forest greens
the flutter of the one butterfly’s wings
caressing the jade blue of the morning sky
my name flying from you
like angels playing their golden harps
crave Destiny’s Child
“Say my name, say my name”
their music bouncing around in my head
as i wallow in the true of you
i love you face to face
your fresh
out of the shower
complexion
my eyes are yours
surely all of nature embodies you
and i must be made of steel
you the magnet draws the beat of my heart
breaking through my ribs
to sync with yours
face to face
enrobed in your thick locks
my fingers mapping every strand
bury myself in its scent
found in the meld of us
i love you face to face
On our wedding he gave a crystal rose
Flowering forever, enrobed in glass
Ballerina's grace in delicate pose
Guardianship of tradition, of class
Witness of first years, of paper, cotton
Commitment held, her thorns learn to forgive
Pain polished away, stains dimmed, forgotten
Like love immortal, death she will outlive
Ten years on, he presented me her twin
Silvery spring caught; his honor, my gift
For old promises kept, new ones begin
He is still my rock amid rivers swift
Two roses, bloom in space the heart allows
Two roses, as eternal as our vows.
8/01/18
Spotted Fawn and I
I whispered quietly to you, just a foot away
"I am not here to harm you, just gathering
wild ramps on this limestone bluff" curled up
next to a beach tree, one eye peaking at me
near the ground, ears alert, you lay so peacefully
enrobed in golden fur with brilliant ivory spots!
I will never see you again, dear one, but I know
I will always remember your ebony eye looking
at me revealing the wonders of our universe,
for that I am in your gratitude.
As I moved away, she gently lifted to spindly
legs & effortlessly hopped away, leaving me
alone on the bluff, tired, weak, a bit dizzy
from effort, filled with solitary silence, inner
peace I only feel after talking with animals
in the wild, knowing I belong.
The wind is crisp when clouds cover the
sun, what passes for warm when clouds
disappear.
Great oak trees, maple and elm, in full
bare-branched display, before the bud.
Red norway pine, just outside my window,
enrobed in rich, cinnamon bark,
still smiles with long green needles,
bristling with resin-dipped cones.
A great fascination I pursue, binoculars in
tow, discovering many-generational
squirrel nests, high in the trees; twigs,
paper refuse, any and all acquired detritus,
salvaged to create beautiful sanctuaries, to
call home-
I'm
Truly
Envious
04/26/14
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How I weave fancies around my dream date
If time could satisfy some of my whims,
I would, like a sprightly fawn, hop and jump
Jubilant, jocular, joyous, and juvenile!
Between the departing day and the descending night
If it suddenly rains as a bolt from the blue
With no umbrella to shield our heads
How I wish to walk with you
My hands twined around your waist,
With no one else but only you and me.
When the sun hides behind the Western ghats
Bleeding red and waxing pale
How I wish to ramble hand in hand
Along the seashore under the canopy of the sky
Sharing silent thoughts and counting the waves
Lost in our private world, just you and me!
On a bright clear day when the Southern Bay
Like a voluptuous maid lies draped in blue
And its placid surface dotted with sailing boats,
How I wish to get into one
And drift afar to some unknown destination
With no one else but you and me
Somewhere in a sheltered nook,
Screened from the buzzing crowd with a river winding by
And the clear waters snoozing on the white sand,
In a small, sequestered cottage,
Where nightly winds flute on the windowpanes
How I wish to spend a night with only you and me
There as we stand in a tight warm embrace,
When your hot breath falls on the nape of my neck,
And as you pant with passion and call me ‘My love’
How I wish to get enrobed in your mystery
And sail down to the abyss of an unknown experience
When nobody else matters, but only you and me!
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Feb.7. 2023
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The scent of Eagles
Shortly after hate-filled
Cantations
Drive you vertically insane
Nearly touching utopia
Engulfed in flames
Your editor suggested options
Including uncovering cemetery
Ashtrays enrobed in trace-water
Marble
Unforgiving
Even joyful I concede
Your mouth dripping fresh-picked
Strawberries
While antediluvian rainbows
March towards certain death
Or nirvana
You
Said
As phases of the
Moon
Dictate
6/20/15
© james marshall goff
A VISION
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The raw reflection, she is
The silent mirror of my soul
Who in her stillness channels deep
The sour secrets that stain
The dying hopes that drain
The heart of their keeper
Her dreamer's dream, like dice
Enfold in the fist of his hand
With rapidity, restrained
Unreleased to disband
Raveled, like the white lit stars
Secluded from the searching eye
Enrobed inside the night's dim sky
So was his love for her, emotions deep
Possessed, but never a prize
Displayed of him
The glamour hind the golden gates
Her city, there within resides
The glow of glory and my eyes
Like lips of lovers quick collide
Encumbered, closed inside a kiss
A soulful duet, sung
With power, undeniable
With passion, indescribable
Bowels of intimacy, in love
The bride/groom,
This ethereal, intimate scene
My eye beholds
Yet with heart of hearts
I withdraw and withhold her
Though so ever wise,
She's shows herself
Her wisdom, infallible
To myself, I say
"Be wise, take heed!!!"
For I know from my mind
The famine shall flee
Understand!!!! Understand!!!
Your will, to hers, yield
For your fate, in her hand befalls
"A wrong direction," she assures me
"Never should you know of fear"
For this angel, sent to you shall guide
And oversee you through the ever
Deep and dark divide
Between the distant realms
~Poetra Jah~
His icy grip comes loose at last.
His blanket cannot but recede,
Like tides that breached a floodgate, he
Her coming can no more impede.
She saunters in, a slow sashay
enrobed in freshly scented cape
that wakes the buds and songbird tune
as shades of shamrock swathe the scape.
It is no place for charcoal greys,
and barren boughs on colours feed
Like tides that breached a floodgate, he
Her coming can no more impede.
As much awaited zephyrs blow,
you sneeze out pollen, heartbeats pep
The season’s vibes can’t help but show..
A spring for the journal.. spring in your step.
As Autumn's breeze grows colder still
A blizzard blasts an icy chill
Snow flakes dance on coats and skin;
Jack Frost comes skating in
And on his cape, where crystals form
In complex beauty to transform
the air, the trees, the earth and sky
A layer of peace can catch the eye
Autumn, enrobed in greens and browns,
must leave the scene with bows and frowns
And so, she does, with graceful ease
Her curtain calls felt in the breeze
So gleaming, fresh-faced, storming higher
Jack will force us round the fire
Or out with him to work and play
While he trims the first light from each day
He'll sit and wait, as so must we
And hibernate, or play with glee
'Til Spring steps in to thaw his fun
When he'll retire in her soft sun
AFRICA
O beautiful woman,
Africa,
Admirable woman of
the tropic,
O lustre of the
earth bathed with
sunlight,
Today and ever
I bask in your warm
delightful bosom!
Black woman, fine
nature’s artwork
From primeval
antiquity;
Well-endowed ‘scape,
heaved backside
Sitting on a vast
plateau
Washed from all
sides by
Lakes, seas and
oceans!
Black beauty,
enrobed in lush
greenery,
Crowned with the
star;
Round her neck and
waist line
Adorned with
precious coral,
Gold, pearl, diamond
and sapphire!
Oko mi, whose
fecundity
Has flourished the
earth with life
Where faunae find
their natural home
And hominids take
their root!
O Mami, let your
soil be where
I spring up
And my remains form
your dust
On which aliens
would ever tramp
To behold your
charm!
Itsoghole.
" As I sat beneath the nightsky, is all I could see...revel in its entirety,embracing the soft, warm breeze!"
Yet another long, tiring day comes to an end,
And here she comes, once again;
Enrobed in fine black silk ;stretched into a long flowy ball-gown,
Adorned with sparkling diamonds and jade;
Sapphires, emeralds and rubies embedded as though tailor-made.
She makes her way down the horizon before reaching a standstill;
Then glances slightly upwards, instantly hypnotizing me with her magical spell!
I stand there speechless and spellbound,
Staring shamlessly with jaw-wide open; before making a chivalrous rebound!
A little smile illuminates her sweet face,,
A daunting beauty; with impeccable grace!
No words were exchanged between us; the silence grew,
In the unfathomable silence however;
Something wonderful and innocent began to brew
The clock had stopped ticking; the world stopped spinning,
The spaces between us seemingly ceased to exist,
And a surreal ecstasy; embraced me like a mist
Never had I known a feeling more beautiful than this,
For filled with vibrant zest, I suddenly exclaimed- "This is bliss!"
What we shared in that moment of time,
Was nothing short of truly divine.
And as though guided by a mysterious light,
I chanced upon an unusual sight;
" A shooting star!"; I cried with glee,
Overwhelmed, I bowed to thee;
Wishing this moment could stretch into hours;
As I just stand there, gazing at the beautiful stars!
6th winner at the " Faith Healer contest" hosted by Kai Michael Neumann
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alone, leaving the hospital in the early light
he could feel his blood pulsing
as he dove deep into his conscious thought.
it was like him to wallow in self pity. she was his paid companion.
she would smother him as if he owned her and he did.
this sunup he would have her strip him of his last rag of dignity.
soaking wet in his own shame she neatly placed him in her mouth.
he would gaze into the abyss of his own ineptness
his shaking hands hanging on unsuccessfully.
still he forcefully tears
the clothes off of her non existence
alone and chaotic he ran her through a series of perverse acts
and cleansed his flesh and bone of all evidence of human sanity.
he could feel his intricate
and complex network of exposed capillaries and veins melt.
his naked carcass enrobed in the stench of his own pathetic existence.
all along he fed on the salt that flowed down his
cheeks and found their way to his tongue.
his head lowered. his shoulders bent.
his pelvis indented. his legs unsteadied.
what was once meant to be a man now plodded
to the cadence to the progression of a soundless beat.
reaching his car he turns his keys.
he hears the hum of his engine
as he heads for the safety of his home.
what?
he wonders as he hears a voice.
as he hears his name
once. twice and again and again
he tries to ignore it but his eyes slowly open
a nurse. a bed. he is trapped. he is still in hospital.
what a cruel joke. he was sure.
he was sure he had heard the hum of his engine.
I slither and climb amogst the highest of canopy
Winding, circling, selfishly stalking all heights for him
A slender, lascivious woman searching for a vee
Strangling my host, endangering its very life and limb
My rough shedding skin leaves all, top to bottom, enrobed
My teethy scales of greenery are heart shaped and lobed
Pursued by many, my wild grapes make the best homemade wine
Not only on riverbanks as my common name would imply
Most of the forest is littered with my dark hanging vine
I must forewarn all, for me to live, other plants will die
9/17/17
Eden
Early bloom the yellows of spring,
ending the gray of winter’s bane;
entwined vines of columbines cling,
enthralled by silver drops of rain.
Enrobed in colors fresh and green,
ensconced in nature’s arms serene…
Eden hums as nightingales sing.
06-06-2018
Contest: Pleiades Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
Placement: 2nd