Best Scarf Poems

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their park, their bench
was serenely quiet
leaves playfully danced
as pigeons quickly took flight.

he caressed the colourful scarf
she had knitted with love and care
he wept tears of remembrance; 
her smile, her joy, the scent of her hair.

a chilly breeze made him shiver
he held tightly his scarf,
wrapped it...

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Someone had left a scarf from South Africa.
It was on the table - a square one.
A lion was looking out from it,
its teeth on show.

My plane hadn't left yet,
so my eyes were drawn to lion eyes,
and how it stared at me -
a visitor.

I had loved...

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Tangled clues
with sensuous sparring;
the incense was rising from the blue moon.

It was body’s integrity,
a lender was demanding
when lust had become prodigal.

Behind the thin veil, red eyes
stared unblinkingly 
at the portrait of a nude zero.

When the light was nodding from a crown
the darkness spat on the...

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The thing about a scarf is that
I know just how to buy one
But I don’t do it often ‘cause
I’m clueless how to tie one.

My friends look chic and classy
With a scarf around their throats.
For hiding saggy skin like mine
That style gets all my votes.

A neck...

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It's been 30 years.
Wearing you since childhood,
we tasted many snowflakes,
saw many New Year ball drops,
and made countless snow angels.
You always dance when the wind blows.
You're a shadow wrapped around my neck
as you have always been with me.
Our favorite activity was to climb up a hill
on...

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Winter swirls on the morning mist  
Undulating clouds blowing west. 
Cobwebs clear with a forceful fist  
Winter swirls on the morning mist  
A snatch of red wool to untwist
Caught in an updraft on the crest 
Winter swirls on the morning mist
Undulating clouds...

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I wore my red scarf today,
feeling sassy and full of play,
I am the epitome of a drama queen,
wherever I am there is always a scene
as I walk down the street foxy and lean....

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They say I am covered and oppressed 
But I am just modestly dressed

I can walk, I can talk
I can agree to disagree
To be who I want to be
I am free

This scarf I wear represents my dignity
It is a mark of my modesty
My past, my culture
My...

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Your red scarf
Sliding over
The shoulders of
These purple mountains
Swirling through
The
Breathless clouds...

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Laughter on a lilting wind
Crush and crumple, sneeze and fall
Do you hear the wild geese
The trumpet sounds for summer

Take the rake and pile them high
These gifts of lingering light
Born on breeze of apple crisp
And smashed pumpkin premonitions
Bury yourself in the core of autumn
peek out like...

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A soft red design, fluffed up with fur
She’s crossing downtown area
Looks like fire on a woman
Tenderly scraping sides
Looks indifferent
Yet speaks volumes
With shoulders
Screaming
Fire

Russell Sivey...

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I’ve never learned to tie a scarf
Which makes me quite the fool
‘Cause scarves can make an outfit
Look both chic and really cool.

I stare at women sporting them
Tied in a jaunty knot
And wonder what it is they have
That I just haven’t got.

My mother never taught me
How...

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There is music in the air, 
knowing you are close 
but not knowing where. 

It is such a beautiful day,
the kids are at playing, 
the doggies too.
 
The sun shines so very bright, 
there are some kids flying kites, 
such fun such joy,
 such happiness...

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This old gal is desperate for a new coat
Rust covers her cracked and peeling frame, but
No one seems to notice for
In Winter, an icy lace shawls warmly wraps around her.
In Spring, misty dew drapes her shoulders.
In Summer, variegated greens and blues surround her like a...

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