"enrobing" poems - Hello Poetry

I walk through the groves and the singing treetops silence enrobing every sound, in these places where people lay still living, under the ground, for here the grass grows the greenest and the trees all stand tall, yes they are gone, but they did not long fall.

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Apr 21, 2015

Apr 21, 2015 at 9:23 AM UTC

ella-gwen

The sky is in the graveyard.

I walk through the groves and the singing treetops silence enrobing every sound, in these places where people lay still living, under the ground, for here the grass grows the greenest and the trees all stand tall, yes they are gone, but they did not long fall.

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The rose, Staid on the porch rail, Was forbidden in the parlor. First frost arrived, Enrobing petals in velvet, Crimson thick and skin softened, Bewildering. Those who stroll by Behold, But not take — Who could handle The scentless spectacle Spoiling inside? A private decay in a white blanket tomb, A fading in a deafened hollow. Next year the neighbor will plant New roses to surrender.

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Feb 9, 2021

Feb 9, 2021 at 2:55 PM UTC

TheDirtyEagle

The rose

The rose, Staid on the porch rail, Was forbidden in the parlor. First frost arrived, Enrobing petals in velvet, Crimson thick and skin softened, Bewildering. Those who stroll by Behold, But not take — Who could handle The scentless spectacle Spoiling inside? A private decay in a white blanket tomb, A fading in a deafened hollow. Next year the neighbor will plant New roses to surrender.

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Let the snow petals fall around me enrobing me in their greatness, the sweet succulent scent of cherry blossoms emerge . My heart quickens to the excitement of the birthing spring near.

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Feb 13, 2016

Feb 13, 2016 at 9:51 PM UTC

lynnia-hans

hana no yuki

Let the snow petals fall around me enrobing me in their greatness, the sweet succulent scent of cherry blossoms emerge . My heart quickens to the excitement of the birthing spring near.

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