Crew Cut Poems - Poems about Crew Cut

...My childhood of the 1960's, all those years ago, feels like a Saturday in my journey nostalgic. The Cowsill's song "Flower Girl," their purity of song, of smiles. A daydream streams, of runnin......Read the rest...

...She was a strong women, she could bench press 200 Ibs. We drifted apart I heard she got into female sumo wrestling, that should have been a red flag. We still corresponded on Facebook. When s......Read the rest...

...I liked her; she was a strong women, she could bench press 200 Ibs. We drifted apart I heard she got into female sumo wrestling, I guess that should have been a red flag. We still corresponded ......Read the rest...

...I (a youthful sexagenarian) can no longer quip being a country boy at heart, but me as urban cowboy, I declare would never so fuhgeddaboudit dear reader nothing 'cept bucolic existence labori......Read the rest...

...whisper of a brush in a shy hand smooth, no wrinkles, ageless canvas dying to be filled with primary colors virgins have not seen much blur, dots, haze blue-eyed babes just see a mess......Read the rest...

...Why spoiled misses princess... never wishes to awaken from pleasant snooze Appellation (with trailing switchback and/or additional colorful turns of phrases) emphasizing assigned nom de plume ......Read the rest...

... In the spirit of lowered expectations, loyalty that’s street corner bought This Oval Office recommendation was given very little brothel thought It was stamped with misogynist approv......Read the rest...

...All that hair trapped in a braid silver to the waist Opal this morning nude in the mirror brings the braid up between her breasts and around her neck, a python of her creation that she ......Read the rest...

...The classroom door snapped shut. Students looked up from their work. In walked a teen with a red crew cut. I listened to the sound made by his boots on the floor, And watched as he strolled to ......Read the rest...

...To my future boyfriend I do not want a “price charming”. I do not need to be rescued from this ivory tower that I have built around myself to protect myself-worth and esteem that so many boys before ......Read the rest...

...My Little Detective I saw and first heard It roared like T-rex and whistled like bird Underneath the wooden stand shall appear A finely built little boy wearing a crew cut hair Far away ......Read the rest...

...And I cried like a girl when a body is pulled out of a river, or the sea,” it’s just like a big piece of soap” my dad told me, a police-man for thirty years who battled drunken Scotsmen and th......Read the rest...

...The maiden was carrying a basket it was full of sweet flowers for market once she got there she places a blanket then lays the bunches around a casket A toff came along and got one for Ascot h......Read the rest...

...Hay so brown, groomed, like a sailor's crew cut, still, in an autumn, field! Cynthia Autumn Splendor contest by Russell Sivey written 1998 - Rt 301 Driving through Port Royal Virginia......Read the rest...

...It doesn’t take much: rustling bed covers a whiff of Old Spice menacing tattoos, and I travel backwards in time, heart clinched with fear my hands suddenly small and helpless, nothing but gul......Read the rest...