Best Coif Poems

She floats into a room and voices hush,
the silence at effulgence in her bloom,
as crimson rises to her cheeks in blush
to humble scarlet gardens and...

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I remember you holding me in your arms
Rocking me gently while singing lullabies

I remember when you lived a short walk away
Relatives were local and get-togethers...

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SHORT CUTS

(*with apologies to Albert Einstein}

The tonsorial master said trim it
the dunce in the chair shouted skin it
the difference in coif
like the difference in thought
is...

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Others think my hair
      wild,            untamed, 
  ...

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You want to know what annoyeth me? Let me count the ways!
I could weave a veritable tapestry of all my aggravations, mostly in 
light and...

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A Grinch’s Lament/with apologies


I remember the Christmas I first met the Grinch
his whining, his snarling, his poke, and his pinch

I never knew why - but...

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Men, do not give up your dreams for these girls, keep sleeping. 


My cousin had read this phrase to me in August, when my wife...

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Eight inches of snow saw no hat on his head
an act of derring-do, my father said,
   He ascended the steps
   the...

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Thorn coif is embedded on your head,
and it thrusts to your head with its prongs,
spikes as nails tear your body –
God’s blood is flowing on...

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Oh Dear, What Can The Matter Be


Oh Dear, what can the matter be
the mirrors all lie – they never flatter me

all they see is a...

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In the twilight between waking and forever sleep
Her hand flies distractedly to the wild strands of gray 
As if to restore her perfect coif, or...

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Her beguiling eyes took my breath away
Above the silken mask she chose to wear
Her coif most flattering above her face,
Until I saw her teeth --...

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This wonderful family I toil beside
How do I love them, let me share with you.
Theresa, loves to shop, spending her money.
Noveta, a finder of bargins,...

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Softly I reached 
to pull it
A pillow ,Too many ,I think


Your breathing somewhat challenged
Your throat definately
In a kink


Your set up
Was 
In a bad angle


Your coif
It...

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Another season nears its end
 closing the doors on the dreams we played pretend
 in the days we hoped would never end;

a place where times...

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