Nette Onclaud Poet Rhyme

Bald Spot

Now what’s the matter with my hair?
It’s thinning  balding -–such despair
As  buddies jest  that I’m  ‘top gone’
With  strands flaking one by one.
The barber whips piles of spray net
Yet coif flops,  this manhood upset
While I grab the latest toupee
And style a  bob which looks like hay!
Meanwhile, gals I need to attract
Believes new shave  is a  cool act...
With pierced ears studded,   I am grand
Jigging on like a   hip-hop band!

Dear me, today, life's all brand new
Nobody peeps at my head's  view.



For Barry Stebbings’  Contest
Oh Dear, What Can The Matter Be   2/13/2018

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Freddie Robinson Jr. February 16, 2018 at 10:04 AM This was grand humor, Nette. It had me swiveling in my chair w/laughter. Such a neo-cool poem. Your poetic style bridge generations well. Magnificent work of poetic art. Love and smiles always.

Agnes Krampe February 13, 2018 at 7:03 PM that was a fun read - good luck in the contest

Silent One February 13, 2018 at 6:34 AM Great take on the contest Nette..

Frederic Parker February 12, 2018 at 1:39 PM you captured the mood of some, I never really understood it, I am one who had hair to my shoulders now I can count the strands, You are who you are and appearances come from within not out...heck I use to run like a deer, now I walk like a turtle...my avatar was taken when I was 62, now I'm 67...good luck my friend

Vijay Pandit February 12, 2018 at 11:29 AM You describe well the crisis men face with hair loss..men will do a lot for vanity..well depicted, nette..best for a win.