Wraps Poems - Poems about Wraps

This Side Of My Skin

I blame it for the pain 
As i try and understand its secrets
As it’s forms and folds wraps itself around me
Its supposed to protect the me from the world
But I cannot make sense of the curved markings painted across it
im supposed to take care of it
keep it smooth 
 perfect for the picture
but i am

Shut Up

So tired of the TV talking heads
twisting every word that's said
much of it scripted
and has to be read
they don't even have a vested interest
only putting their mouth
where the money is at best
my advice to them...
'If you have nothing useful to add,
Mum's the word
don't drive us mad,
keep it under wraps
stow it under your hat,
put a lid

In the silence that wraps around me like a mantle of silver mist, I step lightly

In the silence that wraps around me like a mantle of silver mist, I step lightly,
Without the need to prove anything to anyone, without the desire to seek validation,
In that sacred space of the soul where the echoes of the world dissolve into silence,
A place where my story no longer needs to be told, nor

You can get used to a feeling as if it were an invisible cloak that gently wraps around you

You can get used to a feeling as if it were an invisible cloak that gently wraps around you,
So much so that you forget when it dresses you or when it disappears in the morning silence,
You sink so deeply into the habit of feeling bad that you no longer recognize the light,
You don't realize that

Mother Wraps Herself in Silence

Sometime
before I was not mature enough to notice,
she began to dissolve.
Husband dead, son revolving
around one woman after another,
moving away from her fading presence.

Aware only of the ebb, and flow of her care
or interest, Distance surfacing in her eyes.
How her housecoat insulated her from
what she once loved.

When she looked at me it was through a tunnel
she

When love wraps around you like a rain of falling stars

When love wraps around you like a rain of falling stars,  
The world melts into a story of liquid amber,  
That gaze, a window to unseen infinities,  
Where I become the shadow dancing on the edge of time.  

The thorns, crystal spiders, weave the silk of an embrace,  
The fire

Expectations Under Wraps on Christmas Eve

Kimo, haiku, couplet

Expectations Under Wraps on Christmas Eve

wild hammering and disciplined screwing
of elves in Santa’s workshop -
will toys be fiddled with…

an exotic sleigh
and a ho ho ho drives hard
through the dark of night

unlike the North Pole the blinking lights sleep
as Santa rides down in chimney sweep

Greenery Wraps

In the shade, I shrivel
in flowering cactus
crafting sloppy verse

below the scraggly
exhausted moon

warm reverberations of love
originating in the Jade Garden
nerves jangling in my true being

the magnificent encounter 
of how to melt 
this iron reluctance

dreams can feel 
most real than actual life
every day as I unseal my eyes.

Written: May 12, 2023

Under Wraps

The waiter: short, surly and brusque;
in the air, hung a slight scent of musk.
Natasha’s Cantina:
with Masa Harina,
crime’s perfection, wrapped in a cornhusk.

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I promise I won't do another tamale

Wraps Its Cloak

Out on the porch as fall's coolness
Wraps its cloak around me
The sun's angular rising light
Reveals dust floating free

The potted Hibiscus' one blossom
Enjoys sun's soft light rays
Unbeknown that frosty air 
Will soon come into play

As the sun climbs higher adding 
Warmth to these old stiff joints
And the roosters begin crowing
Offering their encouraging point

There is a stillness

She Wraps Herself In Strength

The adorn summer sky emanated a luminous of gold 
as she works unyielding at the edge of the chasm, 
till the middle of the night under the opulence 
of the moon's brilliant dance as it glances 
at her alone in the quiet silence; beauty to behold. 

Small swath of field, calm sea; exult in its

Crutches, Walkers, Knee Wraps

Crutches, walkers, knee wraps, ankle wraps, wheelchairs, hot and icy.
Yes, I do have all of these things,  ice bags too, and I am not afraid to use them.
I have arthritis in my feet.  It is crazy how awful it can be to take a step sometimes and know
You cannot take another one. You

Am Not Poor My Honesty Wraps Me

GOD has made us with the same soil. 
Some born as  poor some enrich with gold foil. 

No big house  No luxury was on my cards of life. 
You the rich decorate your doorsteps with 
Black money lights. 

You wake up and touch the smooth carpet threads. 
Am the poor struggles for every

Waving Wars Weary Wearing Wraps Partridges

A fat grassland is neither a wasteland nor a heather mountain. It is wise to twirl a large ink dotted feather flock to the sky uniformed but not adhering to dress codes of societal norm. When norms are very nautical nowadays and can disappear and disparate under a cotton candy dream boat on a cruise

Darkness Wraps My Pain

Darkness Wraps My Pain


I was born to this flesh 
A slayer in pain 
No regret, no remorse 
Gold and pleasure my gain 
I never wanted love 
Nor did I want joy 
I found death a trip 
Where I once was open
Now I hide in darkness 
A slayer of souls
Seeker of agony on all
Ageless shadows grace
My

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