Best Dye Poems

It to took me many  years
to find someone I could trust ,
so many different hairstyles
colors black, blonde and rust,
but this time you surpassed yourself
that ash blondes just the job,
and to top it off
you cut the perfect bob....

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Please tell me why I dye my hair,
And get red stuff everywhere.

Some people call it vanity,
I’d plum for insanity....

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t is never good when 
one points a finger to
draft an assumption,
outline a judgment,
then draw and create
sketchy conclusions.
It is much wiser to
use a pencil,
for when you make a
mistake, 
it can always be erased....

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Curl Up and Dye

By Elton Camp

To craziness in salon names there’s no stop
Nobody likes simple:  Meg’s Beauty Shop

Maybe to call the place “The Mane Attraction”
Is a way for a cosmetologist to get some action

Womens’ hearts, the shop fills with gladness
When it has the zany...

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This dress was ripe with stains
On the verge of being lost to last year
And its ambiguous grey-green shading

Last year's heart took my eyes and
Squeezed
The life out of them
Until they bled right over the sick-skin skirt

I released it from the shadows today
Took it firmly in my...

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ANAGRAMMATICALLY SPEAKING:   NECK  DYE  SPY

(PROBLEMS   OF  MUM-DESIGNER ’S  EMOTIONAL UPSET)


Mum carefully inspects son’s neck for dirt;
Pays medical injury expense for  his leg-joints hurt. 
Good boat-design preserves celestial view above;
But  forgot keys for furniture in house-move.
Use...

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I bleed red, 
red like I know how.
I was there in past lives, 
but never re-incarnated.
It is this existence 
that bleeds me red, 
red like I know how.

I’m drowning in blue, 
like deceptive sea 
dressed in cobalt skies.
Down, 
down 
I plunge, 
turning eyes 
with this...

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Age whitens the hair and dye defeats the age...

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A pain of the deepest dye is seeing myself when I look at you, So I'll give the devil his due.

We all have flaws, though I don't do what you do.

Some things hurt too bad to sleep on. Some things are too real to speak...

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I wanna slice my throat


                 Make me believe that you loved me when you didnt


              ...

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"Due ewe no how-do cooks take?" Pea...

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The Dye Area

I'm really glad that ewe dropped buy
Eyed love two come out and sea ya.
But Eye really hadn't oughta
cause eye got the diarrhea. 

It makes four long and dreadful daze
and even longer knights.
I'm terribly concerned eye ruined
awl my Christmas linen whites.

I've opened every window
butt...

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*** In the Dream Foretold *** A Devotion Series Poem

I am getting over paralysis from nerves twisted along my spine.  The agonies are
passing, but not gone, so I am standing, leaning over the kitchen sink; with great effort
I lean, wrapped in old towels while...

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Sally found her hair was turning gray
Looking younger was what she did pray
Alas, hair kept graying
And her heart kept praying
Even though her mane was on display

She wasn’t too keen on the new hair dye
Still decided to give it a try
Weeks later, out came roots
Her hair...

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If our high hopes
and a rainbow’s slopes
collide,
wide scopes of kaleidoscopes
raining
bold, forgotten designs
upon old, cotton twines
we’re staining
still bind the gentle mind,
after all this while, to
tie-dye’s sentimental style.

E. V. Wyler...

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