Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

A Flower-Child Appeared

     A flower-child appeared
       a poppy on her dress
     Personifying naivete
       her tangled locks a mess

    ‘Round mid-Manhattan traffic
      she spun and twirled her way
    Barefoot joy and ecstasy
      bravely on display  

    One of NYC’s finest
      approached her cautiously
    Lucky for her, he did not see
      her feet weren’t all that were bare

    And anyway, which city ordinance covers
      red-white-and-blue-painted pubic hair

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sara Etgen-Baker February 19, 2026 at 5:36 PM oh my...wasn't expecting that ending :-) Gershon Wolf February 19, 2026 at 8:46 PM Hey, flower children, ya know. Tangled hair everywhere. lol.

Kim Rodrigues February 18, 2026 at 6:14 AM Enjoyed this one! LOL. Love the imagery! Gershon Wolf February 18, 2026 at 9:24 AM Did a flower-child ever mistake you for a comrade, what with your nice smile and all? ~ Curious George Gershwin