Bald Poems - Poems about Bald

... They gathered outside- I'm alone, and at my back window, I groan! I think- what is this my hubby will miss? Then, quickly I reach for my phone! "We're being invaded, my dear! Please......Read the rest...

...He wanted us all to chant for our team today. Obviously, this fan was from the US of A. Wearing our flag, bald eagle, and other stuff too. He was kind of crazy, but what could we do? It is hock......Read the rest...

...Divine mother has anointed the Bindu point that bald spot at the back of our head Bindu connects to the third eye granting spiritual vision toroidal heart holds erect swirling energies withi......Read the rest...

... Today I’m thankful for the eagle who as he or she gracefully takes flight Reminds us to fly high and keep our goals in sight And speaking for myself… I am constantly enthralled… how the eagl......Read the rest...

...Come and touch the mirror of my soul before I grow old; come and touch the mirror of my soul before the sun goes down and the evening gets cold. I wake up this morning with nothing on my mind but ......Read the rest...

... The Bald Eagle circled above the crowd They gathered for an eclipse party! People set up their chairs outside as they waited for a special solar eclipse Slowly, the moon moved into the light......Read the rest...

...The name Scot denoting a man, combined with terra. Translated; Scotland.! a masculine descriptive will it be Banned.? By the idiocracy; with a non-descriptive..? Dystopian' most bland..The most di......Read the rest...

...A women A shell of a body A chest held close Clothing hanging off them Holding to be the only thing they have The barrier they keep The barrier that keeps them walking Keeps them from looking ......Read the rest...

...The wise bald old man was languishing in his chair In front of his mud bunk, when his son sauntered in, He cleared his throat, took a sip of burukutu Googled his son sneakily: WISE BALD OLD MAN: ......Read the rest...

...Being Bob Bob, is just an ordinary guy in every sense of the word. Five ft eight inches tall, a little on the chubby side and has lost most of his hair. No one pays much attention to Bob, that’s j......Read the rest...

... I am a river, and my heart, an ever-changing stream, Ripples clean me part by part, and so joy reigns in me supreme. As a redwood firmly stands, through seasons of change, so slow......Read the rest...

...Bonanza of shamrocks will soon blanket Green Acres... where Lassie free to run across petco junction All across the webbed wide esse Scott's landed wold emerald green Trifolium carpets harbor......Read the rest...

...Up up the fly away wig doth go revisited and revised March 10th, 2024... (Any resemblance between the following humorous account and real life circumstance tis purely coincidental). Went off fo......Read the rest...

...Dew drops grace green grasses Soothing like my pearly power shower I choose the right outfit for an orange day Under the fruit bowl by Vincent Van Gogh Breakfast bar stool welcomes hungry hips ......Read the rest...

...SAT NAM I am rose in sunlight breathing Buddha in middle of balm bathing beckoning my Heart leavening lively I am a loop in Love cathedral of pure passion ......Read the rest...