Coat Poems - Poems about Coat

Fresh Coat of Paint

There will be times that are gloomy
cloud covered in grey
when days are looking dingy
nothings going your way.

Do you rise to the occasion
or fold under the weight
feels like walls are closing in
a psychological state.

Break free from the darkness
and the joy that it taints
better days shall appear
like a fresh coat of paint.

Blue Suede Coat

l saw him looking as l was walking by
and in those days,  l was really shy
and my friend said 'did you see that gorgeous guy'
 and l said no....and asked her why

she said he was definitely looking at you
l said no, that cant be true
for she was the prettiest of us two
he said l

In a Coat of Pain

I’ve knocked on every door of medicine men—
doors painted with hope.
Swallowed pills of every size and colour.
Been told,
“This one never fails.”
Another promise—
fulfilled only in disappointment.

The body that once felt mine
now feels like a stranger’s—
still wearing my name tag.

I sleep early,
trying to rinse myself from pain,
but wake up
still dressed in it.

The coat I wear?
Pain-stitched—
by a tailor

A Robin’s Song

The bright sunshine signalled a new 
dawn,
Lazily, I stretched and yawned,
Not truly ready to face the day,
As I looked out of my window, my 
neighbour shouted, it’s beautiful 
today.

On a thin and fragile branch, 
I noticed a Robin was resting his 
feet,
A charmer he was , and to my eyes, 
he was a treat,
His colourful

Coat of Arms: For the Quiet and the Fierce

A silver shield—
not polished,
but burnished with time,
like moonlight caught in stone.
This is not a banner of conquest,
but of endurance.

At its center: a fox,
mid-step, not snarling—
alert, alive,
the patron saint of disappearing
without being lost.
She knows the back ways,
the soft ground,
the difference between retreat
and wisdom.

Beneath her paws:
wild thyme and yarrow,
not roses—never roses.
I want the plants that heal quietly,
that

The Coat

Long ago in Littleton, when just a little lad                                              
My

this old coat

bear sweet my coat and wear it best
          its arms from me around your chest
               don’t weigh my spirit dark and dead
     I’ll be e’er-woven ‘tween each thread

its

Today I went out into the city with my soul turned inside out, like an old coat reversed

Today I went out into the city with my soul turned inside out, like an old coat reversed,
And on streets filled with shadows and lights, people looked at me with curious eyes,
As if they had glimpsed a stranger in their own story, a character without purpose,
And friends called me, their voices like echoes from a

The Coat

Maybe you could tell, I wasn't doing that well, 
so you took off your coat and gave it to me.
Felt the warmth of you in shades of powder blue,   
though it was supposed to be our spring.
 
Always looking over your shoulder,
your soul seems wiser and older..
yet leftover seasons won't let you be..

Coat Hangers

Coat Hangers

My coat hangers in 
my walk-in closet have yet to 
pass my 
harsh and severe and
strict bringing to
an end doubt test of 
worth.

My coat

My coat

In the value of the user in value formation.
Establishment of space use.
It is necessary to be able to channel the dark gas of space into the coat.
More power for application.


I carried fifty billion five hundred thousand people with a coat.
Body measurements are calculated for weight flexibility.
Processing the steps requires more performance.
Extra stiffness power for

Eleven Lynx for One Coat

 
"In our hands is the future of all wildlife with whom
we share this earth.  They cannot speak so we must."

                                 Quote

Sijo: A New Coat of Paint

A crawling held a walled frame as passer-by beheld too
A football helmet and high school pennant encased against a wall
Tapestry of day shades painted wall of ledged held rolled flag.

A Coat for best

Sorting out struggling moments, listening to Dolly Parton: A coat of many colours, a rainbow of wisdom 
sang for changing. Turning  back is possible, a turning point means new feet to walk on.
I mean further, new feet to dance on. Let me take you for a dance. We can get our wings ready to

Winter Coat

In ebb and flow of wind, the rag doll’s tossed
                             icy fingers coat the flesh -
           

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