Short Raiment Poems

Short Raiment Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Raiment by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Raiment by length and keyword.


Premium Member Oaken

Trees, oaken, shivering. Blustery winds change style with color. A rich raiment, till stripping them of leaves.
Form: Ninette


An Angel of Fierce Countenance

An Angel of fierce countenance guards the Western gate

wings aflame in the dying sun

Eyes like the end of time.

Raiment the color of a thousand sunsets.

Premium Member Residues

ashes of passion
warm
the fearful heart,
dry
     the tear drenched
                 raiment,
rekindle
          the desires
             ..for life...
once more
Form: Verse

Jack Jack

Jack Jack found a limpet in his smörgåsbord
Which clung to his nose a real odd-bod
He rolled over the payment
And scratched up his fine raiment 
Cursing that damn spicy gastropod.
Form: Limerick

Smile

Praise - Adore
your smile
it conceals the nude of your brokenness
with it half - torn raiment
yet it sparks 
sometimes yellow - white - brown
or a barren land of pinky bliss


Paciolo Pen Saint


Gloom

A thousand years of pain, a heavy burden I dine ,
Death echoes in darkness, tons of grief I'm ladened with ,
Ashes for clothes,myrrh for a raiment in d mist ,
Scorned,hopes consumed I had to give up wine

Premium Member Fall fancies

faint essence exudes 
gentle generosity 
I’m swept by your scent 

carnival raiment 
gorgeously garbed in motley 
I’m lost in your charms 

following each leaf 
landing lightly down below 
I’m falling for you
Form: Haiku

Premium Member 'pon thuh window'z bay

.
                                  hern sat

                    thuh sun shown through
                              hern raiment
                       exposing mine future

                               or her loverz

Premium Member Black Dress

The
Black
Dress is 
Hanged in the
Closet as symbol 
Of the date that never happened 
Until a day the raiment was wore for burial
Of dreams obliteration and untimely demise of someone who escaped from life








3-5-2016
Form: Fibonacci

The Color of Love

The triumph of the redbreast
sweetly singing in the morning,
the torch of autumn, bold,
effulgent crimson, richly glows.

Sunset's fiery testament,
you in bright scarlet raiment,
sparkling in the starlight like a ruby, 
and blushing like a red, red rose!
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member wingz n panniez

.
   
        she had wingz
        this were true
and her raiment match'd
     the colour uv her
             wingz

          they were
       bright az light

             White
            And all
             Hern
             wore

Red!

The triumph of the redbreast
   sweetly singing in the morning,
the torch of autumn, bold
   effulgent crimson richly glows.

Sunset's fiery testament,
   you in bright scarlet raiment
sparkling in the starlight like
   a ruby, and blushing like a rose!
Form: Verse

Premium Member Lullaby Series Ii

Lullaby 2

wind voices speak wild words
above an eider down of dreams
and nighted owl sleeps close to the trunk
when November rends our sky

rain changes from her silks
and whitened raiment wears
as winter casts its nets of frost
across the naked bowers

Red! (Repost)

...for Juvie


The triumph of the redbreast
sweetly singing in the morning,
the torch of autumn, bold,
effulgent crimson, richly glows.

Sunset's fiery testament,
you in bright scarlet raiment,
sparkling in the starlight like a ruby, 
and blushing like a red, red rose!
Form: Quatrain

Banshee

Red embers of floating sins
Shuffled tectonic plates beneath like a leaf on a spin
Stark raiment query to the forewarning
Numb to the smoke when purloined hubris as second skin
Nefarious stipulation with life's pregnant mysteries, than drama visible on tube, will roost the din
Form: Rhyme

Laments of the Mist

Naked 
On the pulse of time 
I wait


Naked
A silholuette
Marooned on paths spittle-spiced


Naked, Gehazi
Without two talents of silver
And two sets of raiment


A quaking step
This vanishing blur-
                            Oh
That my shadow may retreat
Ten steps to Ahaz

Listless Dawning

The haunt of an hour
        has found my depth
In silent awe.
Every corner lost,
Every raiment fallen--
        the history of a snowy mulch.

Every eye flowers
        in regal pause,
Softened in this groundless
        light.
What words could ever render
        to another such delight,
Far from every written home
        so forgotten?

Premium Member Full Moon Night

As darkness descends like foggy mist, God turns on His ornate chandeliers. Attended by a cortege of starry maids, Full Moon arrives in her glowing raiment, Beckoning us heavenward to gaze and praise And stay in wonderment at God’s great artistry! Jan. 10.2023 Bite Size. No.59. Poetry Contest Sponsor- Line Gauthier
Form: Verse

Premium Member i'm 'fraid i'll shake

.
                if she removez hern
                          raiment
                       front mine
                           see'd

                           if she
                           trusts
                           mine

                             if i
                  can't get theze
                       boots off

Help Is Dead

I'm by myself, 
I've cried long for help
Ears listen,
But, Hands shortened 
Help here is like a red moon

My pottery plate is empty
I see people eating plenty
And gave my plate for an offering
That would appease my suffering 
Help here is a taboo 

My raiment is tattered 
I see many on the ground scattered 
I bent to take one, eh! The owner came
Thief, thief thief, she flogged me cane
Help here is dead
Form: Ballad

The Change of Sweet Rain

O sweet rain wash me away
Cleanse me of my sinful impurities
Purify my soul, revitalize my spirit

Bring with you; the wind of change
Strip me of my old garment
Allow her breeze to carry new raiment ashore

Become fresh in the new day
No longer fear my insecurities
For when the wind whistles, I want to hear it

A sound that's no longer strange
Soaked in his glory of life
Dancing in the rain; to a sound that is pure
Form: Ballad

Death of Lady Anne

Death of Lady Anne

the rose looked heavy laying on the soft white linen
we thought of moving it
but decided she wouldn't mind
she had been kind to flowers and all living things
we slipped a ring and a note under her raiment
to forever remind her of our love and our thankfulness
for her many years here with us
we will not grieve so much
because she will always be here with us
in all still living and all her special things
© Ej Sansam  Create an image from this poem.

Lord Ha-Ha

Blessed be the name of Lord Ha-Ha.
I worship at the altar of Ha-Ha.
In his blood I am washed.
In his raiment I am clothed.
In his breastplate I will conquer
And in his name I will trust.

The honor of his blessing I will seek.
The grace of his presence I will covet.
He leads me to channel 60
He splitteth my sides. 
My cups runneth over with mammary juice.
The fruit of his womb is as ambrosia
And I will dwell in the house of Ha-Ha forever.

Timeless World

I see them in their millions 
Faithful men of all ages in their sparkling raiment
Men of rod and fire among the heavenly saints
Fearless John preparing men for His coming 
Faithful Stephen forgiving while bleeding
Graceful and preaching Paul now resting
They all tell me the city is ready
And the Holy One lovingly tells me again 
Go tell others that all is set
Strengthen the feeble legs,
Remind backsliders of Lot’s wife
And look for the lost ones

Premium Member mine idiopathic craniofacial erythema

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                     if'n yuh wanna see
                          mine bright
                      mine chameleon 
                           mine vivid
                       if'n yuh wanna
                        remove thine
                            raiment
                   beware though mine 
                        arcane'z lucid
                            suffuze






*did y'all read this write/right
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Form: Imagism

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