Best Platinum Blonde Poems

In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon...

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She jiggled like pink jello into the store
with platinum blonde hair and red rouge on her face
the shoe clerk mumbled it must be 1950's day
watching...

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In a picture she looks young
Beautiful caramel hair
Green eyes that light-up and dance
His love once romanced

In a picture she looks old
Shiny platinum blonde thin hair
Green...

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In order to understand , you should go to the poem "William part 1 "
   
Your back ..I thank you ! I know...

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My image was dull drab and dreary 
(It hadn’t be changed for a while)
I thought that my hair had potential
... It was time I updated...

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I ask all to be open minded as I tell the story of my friend,  William .
There are so many prejudice in this World...

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Alova ... 
she’s the leaven princess 
of oven bosom tear oppression

Her violet Persian neutering rug
has the sterile stench of
cougar mating feral aggression

It’s her purple passion
to...

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Clive’s wife is out of town for the evening
so he doesn’t have a second to lose
Feeling his excitement rising 
he nervously places his first order


The...

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Winter has arrived for a treatment and later makes a grand entrance at the 
hairdressers.
At home,forged metal, molten metal  ,blacksmith hammering a horseshoe.
Quicksilver mercury...

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If, as hippy folklore claims, it never rains in California,
Then the watermark is never washed out of the phoney cheque,
And when you’re dead and gone...

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What is pretty?
Is it platinum blonde like sunlight and
Baby blue eyes like sapphires?

Is pretty so skinny your bones pierce your flesh
In a dead and grotesque...

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Sarah’s ruby lips were all of a quiver
when she spotted Ted down on the quay
To a platinum blonde he would deliver
a gift Sarah is not...

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THE THIRD WORLD WEEPS FIRST    
The other day I was perplexed so I  pondered and reckoned
It occurred to me that the...

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Penelope’s in a hopeless quandary, backed into a corner.
She enjoyed the flirt of youth. Had no one warned her?
She rejected freedom of reflection. ‘Who’s she?...

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Platinum blonde, gray eyes like the polluted clouds over a Kiev sky,
heavy black coat covers the dress her mother hated, 
a young woman in heels...

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