Long Wardrobes Poems

Aah Summer time. The house 
Was quiet. Dolly and Molly were 
The only ones awake and already 
Showered and dressed. Dolly said. 
"Woo I am ready for whatever."
Molly agreed saying, "Yeah, 
Sister girl what are...

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*** How Lady Learned at Last ***

For decades, Lady daydreamed, wanting a full closet,
A packed, complete fashionable style:
Shoes to hats, to crown the French Bob
Of shinny, brunnette tresses above her hazel eyes.

There’d be gauzy blouses...

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Said the Ghost to the Goblin,
What’s with this Halloween?
I been floating round for 1000 years,
And this is all I've seen.
Kids hyped up on candy,
Dressed up like Frankenstein,
Parents at their wits end,
Keeping them in line.
A disgrace...

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Inspired and dedicated to the famous, to the Royal families, to the actors and actresses, and pop stars, who live lives of Uncharishable Fame.

"Fame is a struggle and the lives that surround it are not...

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As I walked into the banquet hall of the 
 Goodman’s Inn, the first thing that stood
 out to me were the eyes of the people. I
 felt as though I could actually see hope....

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We sat beneath a night sky of graduated charcoals, blacks and interstellar blues. Fall’s begun its indispensable work, banishing the harsh sun, the creepy lanternflies and hot summer nights.

The stars seemed hesitant tonight, like they...

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“Dear Lord and Savior, hear my plea.
I've one request - wait, two or three....
This time though, I'm in a fix,
so maybe there'll be five or six....

Please answer quickly, hear me now
and I'll pray daily -...

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An assortment of assorted asses assessed antelope antics angelically arranged

A vibrant and charming assortment of periwinkles, mints, truffles, sliced peanut cubes, diced baps, and a haddock basted in creamed lard. Now that must surely be...

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A criminal child.

    


    A criminal child,what could be more annoying?
    Daily he fails the excellence of the cradle:
    His school fee he...

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Empty bed, hollowed pillow
the scent where you once slept
early morning sunshine softens the rain
marbled reflections diffuse through the window pain

scant memories of you in your red dress
re surge into a room where you were once...

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Guy Fawkes' Night 

By the middle of October the piles are growing.
English weather fails to dampen
childhood enterprise.
Gangs traverse the streets in forage
To drag, on broken prams, a hoard,
A booty of wardrobes, cupboards, easy chairs. 
Mattresses...

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One of those days when we could not agree
If I opened my mouth that glance came from she
I was going to retaliate but thought let her be
Perhaps just a mood or the old PMT

This is...

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Hidden reservation site,
Buried behind wardrobes of femininity.
Aged wooden metal chest,
Handed over by grandparents.
Containing matters,
Yester-innocent,
Tears weeping melodies on pink white ribbons of little girl's wearing.
Matching dress of lovely splendor,
Mr. Teddy tucked under,
Barbie slumber in all this,
Ken...

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Appendages 


They grow up in wardrobes
in their place of coat-hangers
and are left to develop a certain comfort for
dark uniform closed door spaces

Occasionally the light of day 
on a whim may grant them praise
and flaunt their...

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LOVE’S MEMORY-A STRUCTURED PROSE
Two hearts as one,with love held dear,
each others secrets to confide,needs and
desire to never hide,love-lines to share,
tribulations together to bear.Each other
in submission lean,sacramental in unison
of love’s mutual bond.


INNOCENT NAIVETY-A STRUCTURED PROSE
Love has...

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i saw the devil as doubt and my mind relaxed and recoiled at the thought eyes studiously staring at each flaw finding reason to turn away realizing that all along it was an illusion that...

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You wouldn't like it here, Jeanie,
just look around;
funeral parlor--what a strange expression,
not at all like Mama's sitting room.
I've never seen most of these women,
must be professional mourners.
There stands Grace, acting the role,
counting how many the...

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Children are fast growing.
Always they have cloth throwing.
They have short length claim,
A shirt and trouser has blame.

Wardrobes are full and room,
Children always have big boom.
They love to wear only sports,
They never mind about the costs.

My...

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Nervousness of standing on the doorstep
Compromise, standing just inside
Despite invitation, I politely insisted that the evening ended there
Over days, weeks, months then years
Things developed with an increasing sense of inclusion
Shared excitement, shared passion, shared intimacy
A...

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ONLY A MOTHER

Only a mother truly understands when her child says
I wish my wife is like my mother.
Only a mother carries a baby in her belly,
only mothers breast feed babies,
buys the wardrobes and does the...

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The ship of dreams
Opulent surroundings
Fancy bed linens
Luxurious dinner plates and tablecloths
Gleaming virginal utensils
Dazzling crystal chandeliers
Polished walnut woodwork
Gold gilded fireplaces

Wardrobes ready for furs and dresses
An experienced captain
Eager staff
Bustling activity
Musicians, artists, businessmen aboard
High ranking officials, wealthy industrialists,...

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This day and age whr did we go wrong with this generation?
I'm not materialistic but clothing comes in different ways!
To wear donated clothes is like wearing someones life!
What if they despaired it in or if...

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Diffident

I had a dream
to be an extrovert,
I opened a café and
when people came I didn´t know 
how to behave
so I told them to get lost.
I had a beautiful café… clean
and empty and I said to...

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The author of creation lolls in his hammock as his ears feed on the crunch of his book.
And September dangles its anklets at my porch;
Butterflies are playing catch in the garden
And birds are knitting their...

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You made me wear his jacket
To keep me from the cold
As I ushered in the mourners
I cried in fear of the thought
Of his death touching my skin
A feeling of deep sorrow and guilt
I locked myself...

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