Brown Haired Poems - Poems about Brown Haired

...“It’s in there!” The frizzy haired woman insisted with mirth in her eye. “But, how?” I asked beseechingly. She gave a mischievous laugh from impish lips in reply And then skipped merrily on he......Read the rest...

...I nudged my way through the throng of women and positioned myself at the starting line—an archway of variegated pink balloons. It was mid-October, and a stiff autumn breeze swirled around my body nu......Read the rest...

...Brown haired, Brown eyed, My sister, No-one ever stared, What started it? It started with food coloring, On the end of your hair, The clothes that where tight fit, Then you changed high schoo......Read the rest...

...YESHUA His name was Yeshua, the legitimate, not immaculate, scion of a young Jewish couple named Miriam and Yosef and surely a brown-haired, brown-eyed Middle-Eastern man, sun-bathed and beige, r......Read the rest...

...HE WAS NEVER A CHRISTIAN! His name was Yeshua, the legitimate, not immaculate, scion of a young Jewish couple named Miriam and Yosef and surely an olive-skinned, brown-haired, brown-eyed Middl......Read the rest...

...Valeria Valdermare once was a young ballerina who coveted a pair of red ballerina shoes. Oh! how she truly longed to grow up to become a prima ballerina! But alas! She was last in her class. All of......Read the rest...

... With my lamp my left And my brown haired dog my right Something dark lurks in the woods Who is there I call out? We dashed out, smeared with blood a babe. ......Read the rest...

...Caught beneath the mistletoe while passing by was Debbie Jo; the brown haired beauty of my dreams and subject of my midnight schemes. She smiled at me then kissed my lips and sparks ......Read the rest...

...After school on a winter day The air short of cold, but crisp He remembered her angelic voice With a slight and cute little lisp Distracted, while peddling his bike Leaving most thoughts of s......Read the rest...

...Where lilacs bloomed, I spied a brown-haired child. She, riveted by what was in her book, did not see me! She wore a wistful look. I guessed her to be somewhat shy and mild. The gir......Read the rest...

...We run, we jump, we cry, we laugh, We sit, we stand, we're weak, we're tough, We're fat or slim, we swag and sway... We love like you love, and we're gay. In morning li......Read the rest...

...Five gray, silver, and white haired crones Navigated slimy green stones Like tight rope walkers Having been summoned by the wind talkers They crossed a shallow creek Each feeble and weak They e......Read the rest...

...The name of my sidekick was Benjamin, a fellow church member An ornery, brown haired boy who had nothing in common with me Save for his sudden sense of adventure and exploration He asked m......Read the rest...

...I’ve looked at all the faces gathered in this milling crowd, They’re staring at the music that is growing ever loud. There’s only one amongst them whose head is slightly bowed, H......Read the rest...

...Memories of L B - 1 Could love have ever blossomed ? Sacrificing one’s family – ones potential life. Sacrificing my all – for a love that could never be. Sacrificing – in hindsight – for love,......Read the rest...