Metaphor Clothes Poems

I worry that my coat will murder me.
Hanging on Banister’s Edge it’s a man lurking, dark.

I’ve seen rows of killers shadowed and waiting,
hidden in the...

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Doing work white collar job but dirt underneath,
  Fragrance with scent on shirt but smell under me,
  Flourished outside but rotten inside,
 ...

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Don’t you see the skip of my jolly heels,
skipping about the globe while planting stars?
Ask then from mother earth what joy she feels
When my rubber...

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My suit of self-loathing no longer fits
The mirror of compassion tells me so
Years of bad-intentions held back growth 
After a time, the length of my...

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Photograph 3: Rain

Dancing in the rain
umbrellas twirl, not a care
Chilly rain dampened hair
Clothes cling suggestively to the skin
Under dark skies, lightning flickers
Flashes, distant rumbling echo

Dancing...

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Our clothes on clothesline
alligned under the moonlight
 as  steady  couple...

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our extended clothes
         so many stories hanging
          ...

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See the girls on the corner 
In tight tanks 
And micro minis
Popping gum
Locking eyes 
Driving boys wild
See the sunlight 
Outline their curls in gold
Memories of...

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He wore the clothes of God well 
Those apparel's 
~ joy peace love ~
He walked the Earth with shoes barefooted 
Burdens cleansed He paved 
the...

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My favorite outfit,
don't leave the house, yeah
prisoner of the wardrobe,
knows nothing of life...
my favorite shorts,
it is... well ventured...
it has two holes
on each side, but is
cool...

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Washing clothes,
           is to proffer them joy...
        ...

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in the closet
ironed
impassive clothes
just eager for
my gestures
sophisticated
of Sunday...
 How sad... !
I am
pure routine
of mondays
disorganized,
but ecstatic......

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Just a plant 
A covering 
Picked streamed and sewn 
Changed into clothes 
I am naked 
Yet!
 I'm covered by the flower with the white ball...

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Poets  don't dress in clothes,
               nor feature fancy costumes
 ...

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I am just a rack of Bones
Standing here vertical
I raise my hands and arms
I go to my closet
 and they're hanging
Inside that little room
Hanging on...

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