Short Enrobed Poems
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GOLD MINES
It is not far away nor is it near
Its treasures are lost because of fear
Where men of the time are fully made
Gladiators are they without blood or frail
Where can it be that I mayest see
O! My mind enrobed in majesty
Longing to possess
belongings of fellowman.
Perfidious unseen want
enrobed in sweetness.
Treachery rooted deep down.
Stealing begins in the heart.
One of The Seven Deadly Sins ' Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh
October 16, 2018
(Matthew 15:19)
The golden chair of opulence
Seats a stately emperor,
Enrobed in royal purple hue
Of lichen moss that shrouds his bones from view.
And yet he holds you in his thrall,
Millennia since he has lived,
You bow before his exhumed throne,
And kiss, in fealty, his toe of bone.
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
Altar of Repose
A life of partial compose
Born of barren prose
My time enrobed
In borrowed yoke
Mid the insurrection
I pray for divine intervention
And grip the splintered cross of resurrection
My sins of number and fashion
Seeking refuge in the arms of compassion
At the altar of repose
I genuflect
Sans regret
And hold vigil
For redemption's virgin
Pamela Miller
Your face is map enough for me
Your gaze,your smile,your frown,your glee.
And if I want to know the rest
The shape your posture’s made is best
For showing what your life is now.
A look,a gesture,all this show.
Till all you are is then disclosed
And I am in your arms enrobed.
Love vanishes when analysed,
And thinking too’ by Love’s despised
Use the means to fit the end
And then I’ll be what you intend.
Behind a fence were piles of leaves
The trees had lately shed
And as I passed, my eye picked up
A flash of something red.
I stopped and looked and out it popped,
An unexpected sight –
A cardinal, enrobed in red,
Which filled me with delight.
I don’t believe, as many do,
This sighting signified
A visit from the dead or that
Good luck was thus implied.
I rarely see this bird, though,
Yet my morning did begin
With a cardinal encounter
Nowhere near the Vatican.
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