Straight Hair Poems

Growing my hair down below my knees...

stimulated courtesy follicles,
where Coconut, Olive, Grapeseed,
Jojoba, Amla and Vitamin E oils
allowed, enabled,
and provided head start
germinating peach fuzz into brown...

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I stare at the nostalgic art
It is straight out of the fifties
When women were dying thei hair
Turquois to match their turquoise car and luggage
Or pink...

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Looking at the stars, I think about you… 
Remembering ur charms, that made me feel ululu.. 

Your those brownish tangled hair… 
Whom I always want...

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Author Dana Redricks
May 9, 2023

Our hair, so beautiful and unique, a treasure to cherish, it's yours to keep.
Black and gray, it shines and glimmers, its...

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I would just like to say
that it is my impression
that longer hair
and other flamboyant affectations
are male dominant immersions
from sadly dull camouflage
into the birthright
and left
of his...

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Still water and a black dog tasting flesh in her mouth 
On a bridge as thin and fragile as a strand of hair 
Passing over...

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Curly's twirly
  frizzy's dizzy
Straight ain't crazy
  wavy's straight

Hair can define
  personality
Even predict
  sexuality...

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It’s National Hair Day - raise a comb!
Shake your tresses - write a poem!
Whether blonde, brunette or red,
Let’s celebrate what’s on your head.

Curly, wavy, frizzy,...

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When I was growing up, the child I used to be
awakened every morning by the smell of his coffee.

Mami would make some breakfast
a bowl of...

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There once was a cute little girl named Sue
Smack dab down her forehead, a curlicue
   She so much wanted straight hair
  ...

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I’ve always envied men with curly hair,
men like Jim who receive compliments from strangers.
When we were young, women adored him,
failing to notice me.

I guess my...

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Your green eyes are pools of bliss.
Your smile so beaming and full of gleam.
Your wavy hair you keep bone straight,
Kept so soft and shiny.
Your body...

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Rebel

His hair was orange
His classmates didn’t understand.
They talked about him behind his back
Why would a boy dye his hair?
The next insult--
He pierced his ears
Why was...

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Weaves to women is like an aid
Some they wear straight and some they braid
Wigs are used for easy access
They grab one quickly when their own...

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I see a visage on the mirror,
One of virility and maturity
I hold a straight edge blade,
Close to my lathered face
Two sides for several strokes
And gone...

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