Short Robed Poems

Robed 
in courteous 
colours,
in  the wake of
rugged rods....

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robin robed for bed
absorbing lowering glow
ah! pot bellied stove...

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A man robed in flames
 The boxer slams a left hook
Satan biting dust....

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Turquoise-robed dancers
Fill street corners with motion,
Must be tax season....

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Robed in white, I walk –
Towards love’s bidding; humbly,
I give you myself,
And take you as God’s great gift.
With Faith there's Hope in our Love.


8.25.2014...

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Hitchhiking to Halifax,
 
a friend offered to go with me.

I felt elated, he was my hero!

Then he robed me,

and it hurt like a punch in the gut! 




Nov. 29th , 2015...

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Silhouettes of trees
Robed in fine beads of stars
I'm unseen tonight
Like a phantom galaxy--
Talking with the universe.


Being Invisible Part#2, SKAT's Contest
Apr 27, 2016...

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“Wander Lust and The Need For Adventure”

Showered in soft kettle-drums
Music softly eddies
To purple robed hills
Melody wanders toward 
The streaming chant of 
Mediterranean Sea....

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Autumn’s nakedness
becomes robed in virgin snow
footprints prove there’s life,
yet the secrets of springtime
in hibernation till birth.

Brian Strand Formal poetry contest
12/3/2022...

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Left in a darkened room
Alone, but for them.
Thoughts; which more demanding
For your attention
Now crowd round. Long-robed sages.
With serious miens.
Debate life's meaning with you.
Its deep attraction....

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The stained glass windows of
The Old Southern Baptist Church
Blinked both eyes at, 
The black robed pastor
Today, we need a testimony 
Glorifying these wings of glory
Hallelujah sweet Jesus
Everlasting grace, amen...

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Spring days like these
Were made for katie ruellia –
Who is royalty among flowers –
Robed delicately in purple.
She's arrived at the festivities –
The trumpeters blow a sennet.
Her crown is the leaves;
The butterflies – her subjects....

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I am oppressed,

suppressed,
enslaved,
robed and raped.

was thrashed,
insulted and killed.

but I am alive,
by my conscious,

I won't surrender,
and compromise

don't they know?
Who am I ?

I AM _conscious
and conscious never die____...

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Grey-robed ladies materialise at castles
Hideous red-eyed entities hover in woods
On horseback, headless riders gallop past
Silently, spectres watch and cause unease 
Throwing objects at exorcists, spirits laugh

For Andrea’s 5-letter word Acrostic contest...

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Robed in the garments of alabaster hem, was she the matron of ethereal divinity; the sovereign culmination of a hallowed hand, caging my only begotten heart, was it unbeknownst to she, my beloved bearer of me. "



Alfredo Gonzales (C)...

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Amidst saffron robes nail-bit hand reveals
mobile
phone

Laughing-robed companion brandishes
ice cream
cone

Shaved-headed naughty boys practice
chanting
tones

Humble golden temple gates peeling paint
stone on
stone


V. Anderson-Throop          22 May 2015...

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Winter Wistfulness

				
				Stillness prevails.
				Adding to the hush
				  of a cold-snap night
				is the crystalline presence
				  of snow.

				It descends.
				Brilliant-robed beauty
			 	  enfolds the earth,
				penetrating the shadows	
				  with etherealness....

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Swami~
The Ocean cast  garlands of pearls
at your Lotus Feet
Varuna the Sea god knelt in awe
I stand in that vast azure temple
surrounded by a choir of waves
all singing Your divine name
while the morning sun performs arathi
the earth and all its inhabitants bow
robed in light...

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soft the moon robed in yellow
loft of clouds...her home's halo--
nights sift the hues pale to bright 
while fist of ray gleams on lune's flight:

come, fast...gaze at moon's wonder
her fest , time's glory anywhere!




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scatterer of blooms
on the green everywhere lanes
mother of colors

in dark yellow dawn
or purple pansy dusk robed
in butterfly swarms

mother by blue lakes
in a green fascinator
with dragonfly queen

oh mother of song
fresh from saffron southern skies
moonlight's in your hair...

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.
trumpet sounds,
                       
                             clouds part revealing
                                               
                                              brilliant white and gold robed Jesus 




it is a single line but divided for appearance...

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Apart from you I'am nothing but at the helm of catastrophe; wayward, in a clouded storm that's avowed to sojourn the opaque sea robed in the disregard that drowns in its tumultuous waters, where many have sank in its despairing courtesy, despite its many warnings.


Alfredo Gonzales ©?...

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wretched hands hold
the christine cup passed amongst
the black robed circle,
aloft to the lips of the languisher
as her scarlet sleeve shrinks.
grieving, wailing mother
watching it writhe,
it writhes,
a baby bloodless,
it dies
& this cold night, the blood,
it dries
to our moon-lit lips....

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All things will be made new.
The past things are in the past.
Death and crying and pain are thru,
Decreed by GOD like a trumpet blast.

From heaven the new land will descend-
GOD’s dwelling for man in His holy city.
It is our new home built for love without end-
Robed as a bride divine and pretty....

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Bright opalescent sweeping wings of God's angels of
an airy region,
gleaming robed angelic legion,
such celebrant tidings of messages they bring,
promise of kneeling before the throne of the
Holy One, the Lion of Judah, they sing,
Hail our King, He we adore,
He has salvation for us in His Kingdom 
forevermore. ~...

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