Best Unshaved Poems

Keys rattle,
door slowly closes ...
An echo of footsteps walk upstairs..

You can hear his bedroom door close,
a little bump as he sits on his bed,
then there...

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Screen goddess Marilyn Monroe

Rustling whirled dress with thighs that glow,

Her stockings were quite a plenty

To cover unshaved limbs, so hairy.





Kim Merryman's Cleri-Who? Contest
6/1/2015...

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I will start with using my hand as a guide
And in the end I will open my eyes that I will decide

I consider to do...

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You can see him
an invisible man
Peter Daim
is his name
He is weathered and gray
An invisible man
but you can see him

An invisible man
No one accepts him
But everyone...

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The sea beckons.
The air is heavy with heat,
the sun fries the streets
shrivels up trees
and I feel parched.
Tired I trudge towards the waterfront.
 
Still the sea...

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Unshaved for weeks, he looks like a yeti
Beard hangs from his chin, like soft spaghetti
Runs to the jugnel, from life so petty
Obsessed with money and...

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I saw him sitting on the street, 
With open arms and folded feet,
A beggar with a bowl,
He had on him a tattered jeans,
And matted locks...

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There was a time when my dear aunt,feeling all alone,
Turned to the mail to fine a friend and so the seeds were sown,
Which brought about...

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Paranoid And Voided

If I step outside my house I’m dead!
There are monsters under my bed
I cannot sleep due to the sheep
They count on my naivety
You...

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Bedraggled and grimy they hike from the tracks,
Fleeing the urban centers to the south.
Unsteady gaits and sun worn skin glow.
A young couple with a thin...

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How Unkempt and awful I look when
I forget to shave for weeks
Often have I to put off shaving for months
Once I went unshaved for a...

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Listening to incoherent jabber from Charles Manson
Or a continuos loop of music by Hanson
A summer cold with a nose that's runny
Or Bob Saget trying to...

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When I was small
My favorite color was blue
It was my first day
Of kindergarten
Proud to announce it
Only to realize 
That blue 
Was a "boy color"
The girls...

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be lucky enough to find love
with one person
and fortunate enough
to become friends
seems it's not worth the mentioning
when all your relationship
comes to an end
aint worth much...

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The End.

Don't answer the door.
Or pick up the phone.
Never go out, opted out.
Do without.

Given up the fight.
Reached the end.
Switch off the light.

Cloths untidy, bed unmade.
Slouch...

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