Facial Hair
A Haiku
By: Tom
1-16-2020
Facially hirsute,
Wife did give her man the boot;
She thought his point moot.
Categories:
facially, hair, wife,
Form: Haiku
Though I can’t see your lips,
I can see love in your eyes,
with the way they are burning
with wild passion
Though I don’t know you facially,
there is a whisper of Venus telling
me that we have (had) a very close
and warm relationship that has
lasted for years
Seeing you not noticing the tunes
of the violins, splendor of the perfumed candles,
as their flames gently dance from side to side,
and the rose petals that have flooded the floor,
I believe the whisperer to be saying the truth
It is only by removing your opera mask that I can
know you really are to my life; but the only
problem is that you are attempting to run away
when my fingers near your hidden face,
leaving me with clues to trace
of your life and history from anyone who is next
to me, wearing an opera mask just like you and I
Date of Publishing: 2/24/2014
Categories:
facially, beauty, imagery, muse, romance,
Form: Free verse
Green eyes lined with wisdom love and now mirth
Hair the colour of snow, facially rife
A heart so warm and gentle from his birth
Love he did miss, he lived a busy life
A hat upon his head is ever there
In love he never did think he would fall
His temperament, now cool to be fair
His height is not short, and his spirit tall
In words he is gracious, clever and kind
In his heart love, and it’s full to the brim
His poetry gives us clues to his mind
In thoughts and deeds there is none to touch him
His looks at one with such calm compassion
A beautiful face after a fashion.
© 25/04/2013
Categories:
facially, character,
Form: Sonnet
Though I can’t see your lips,
I can see love in your eyes,
with the way they are burning
with wild passion
Though I don’t know you facially,
there is a whisper of Venus telling
me that we have (had) a very close
and warm relationship that has
lasted for years
Seeing you not noticing the tunes
of the violins, splendor of the perfumed candles,
as their flames gently dance from side to side,
and the rose petals that have flooded the floor,
I believe the whisperer to be saying the truth
It is only by removing your opera mask that I can
know you really are to my life; but the only
problem is that you are attempting to run away
when my fingers near your hidden face,
leaving me with clues to trace
of your life and history from anyone who is next
to me, wearing an opera mask just like you and I
Date of Publishing: 2/24/2014
Categories:
facially, fantasy, imagination, romance, romantic,
Form: Free verse
so the poem goes
along the nose
a proboscis bridging
along the ridge in
alphabets of aromas
mouthing wordy stomas
with stanza's scents
to write recompense
right between the eyes
seeing to a surprise
fleshing cheeky meter
poetic phrasing sweeter
'til lobed on ear and
lips whispered near in
recognizing expressions
facially i reckon
© Goode Guy 2012-01-25
Categories:
facially, funny, people,
Form: Rhyme