Wear Poems - Poems about Wear

Consider the versatility of certain animal wearability: The sheep produces wool to insulate our body heat; the cow a nonporous leather to keep our feet dry in wet weather; the pig puts on a layer of lard, more commonly called fat. But who,...Read the rest...

I've had this old sweater For many a year I want you to have it Like you, it's so dear I've worn it in winter In spring and in fall It's the first choice I go to When a...Read the rest...

Upon this mortal stage, we don our guise, In silken threads of smiles benevolènt made; The world doth crave a face, a grand disguise, Yet in its charm, sweet innocence is frayed....Read the rest...

They taught us young, the fine art of concealment, Threads of ideals tightly woven, hard to unbind. What is perfection? What is normal? These are the whispers we inherit, soaked in like...Read the rest...

in skimpy short shorts she marches into breakfast no eyes go up I had forgotten the immodesty of youth for two seconds it’s a public place another wears pajamas and bedroom slippers...Read the rest...

I wear colors in my clothing and in my purse turquoise, red, yellow, green purple, orange, silver, black and white no idea why there is black or white the designer must have thought this material needed them there are dollops...Read the rest...

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Today a tribute to women…to women everywhere A simple acknowledgment of all the hats you wear… And men…if you hadn’t thought of this before… A little something to make you think: A mother, a secretary, a teacher a chauffeur, a...Read the rest...

When you turn around And start walking, always Wear the best smile....Read the rest...

You ask me what am I wearing A heart full of hazel hope A silver spirit daring and cherry caring My mind is not blind to green ghosts I’m carrying For teal time has designs of destiny I’m ferrying I...Read the rest...

You might know me by my wear; Sorely I stand before me, yet the me not really me, yet surely be if you were to open door therein is hangers full of clothes that’s just there... Shirts, cargo...Read the rest...

Maybe it's in the elegance of your hair falling like a gown? Or the majesty of you; invisible, but you do wear a crown A smile like no other, in defiance of every frown Is it just me,...Read the rest...

But brides wear white with a touch of blue. That’s right for them, for sure, it’s true. But as for me, I am going to wear red said Gladys Bright. My bridesmaids will proceed me down the aisle,...Read the rest...

I am more right-brained than anyone I have met. Being left-handed goes along with this and my dyslexia. An old-maid old-school old-faced teacher decided to fix me. I was forced to wear a thumb-less mitten on my left...Read the rest...

The canvas shoes in Kinshasa Once when the time was right A sweet girl had her picture taken because she was seven years old and in her mind, almost a grown-up Dressed in a white blouse and skirt pressing a pair...Read the rest...