I will continue my project,
walk to the edge of the universe...
I'll stay awake until I die of sleep,
I'll be waiting for the evolution
of the world, sitting up
and never rise anymore...
Cut hair with hands
without coiffeur...
love my neighbor
without declaring anything,
love life until it
surrenders to me...
Have yes opened,
and fix the beauty inside me,
drink so many words,
till conceive poetry... !
Categories:
coiffeur, allegory, allusion, appreciation, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
A bit dull guy tries
have a conversation with a
pretty Woman :
- Hi sweetheart, will you go out with me ...?
- I do not !
- And why hell...!?
"Because you wear a tie without a suit,
does not have a designer clothes, does not cut
hair in coiffeur ...
- Just for that ...!?
"No, you're not my type!"
"Good. I thought only because
I'm very beautiful, you'd stay.
complex ... so ugly that you are ...!
Categories:
coiffeur, angel, humorous,
Form: Free verse
Mon Dieu she shrieked, I watched him standing there,
Beneath the Gogh, the suit was Weatherill.
He sipped cognac (Eden de Gautier)
And on his arm some filly from Brazil.
You heard, of course, poor dear, she knew the drill.
What must she think: her dress, she wore Chanel,
The shoes, Vuitton, I thought were overkill
But then she smiled; I swear he almost fell.
Madame, the coiffeur calls please take the chair.
She feigns a smile, the fragrance tastes Patou.
He's suave, he knows, he gently combs the air
And asks, Madame, what can I do for you.
She flicks her hair as if she's in distress.
He knows she knows that men have died for less.
- [ ]
Categories:
coiffeur, humor,
Form: Sonnet
What if…
The Oost, behind cloud belt, stretches
like a damp horse blanket
not forever, in the infinitive, it does not exist
As there are no limits
For argument's sake let us say there is a border
what would it consist of, surely not?
The shattering of the famous glass ceiling, broken
glass on an expensive coiffeur and the hairdresser cried.
It could be an elastic material that if you cut, it opens
the whole universe will collapse like a balloon
at a New Year party or a used condom leisurely thrown
on the floor picked up by the dog that ran outside
thinking it was a marrow bone.
Curiosity and knowledge are of great value, but there
are moments when ignorance is blissful
Categories:
coiffeur, birth, blue, boat,
Form: Blank verse
A Famous TV Station
She has the bland face of a Fox newscaster, not a hair
out of place; yes, and shapely legs too. Faithfully she
repeats the station’s political opinion, not a word out of
place. The male commentators are even worse as they
try to look intellectual, lies through their teeth but they
are well paid and careful of having an original thought
under their coiffeur heads. Like actors, in a Technicolor,
Cary Grant movie of middle class USA, a mono culture
that never existed. Voracious meat eaters with gigantic
white teeth which sparkle under studio light as fake pearls.
Yet for millions of viewers this is where they seek the news
and think they are served the truth. Is this what is called
the great American dream?
Categories:
coiffeur, satire,
Form: Blank verse