Hair Poems | Examples of Poems about Hair of All Types

This old brush would once brush cleanly This old brush once smoothed my hair This old brush once snagged a single strand When I was kempt and fair This old brush began to clog up With the hair that it had pulled This old brush was like a fur ball Can my barnet be refuelled Ain’t gonna need this brush no longer Ain’t...

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He said he’d watched a tutorial. He said symmetry was a myth fueled by Big Geometry. I laughed. That was my first mistake. My second was passing him the scissors without asking him about his dominant hand. (It was vibes. His hand was vibes.) Snip. He called it edgy. I called it accidentally spiritual— because seeing your own scalp before coffee is a kind of awakening. He apologized...

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Once, wild herds of elephants blew trumpets as spiced tea and jam slathered crumpets brightly declared the sun would shine soon, snapping the spell of a thin crescent moon. Like a child's prayer, out flowed golden hair, turning nymphs to butterflies everywhere. ...

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the sun's caress glitters off your sultry skin while a balmy breeze caught in your hair gives way deep in your eyes is where i want to drown basking in the taste of summertime sorbet posted on March 30, 2025 ...

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passion for fashion kinky hair halo for head smiles styles black green red ...

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There once was a cyborg named Term, Whose catchphrase, "I'll be back," did confirm. He'd burst through a wall, Ignoring the fall, Then ask, "Have you seen John Connor, perm?" ©bfa031825 ...

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there once was a fella named Joe whose hairstyle's a wonky Afro to the barber Joe went Who repaired his head dent Joe returned bald headed like Moe!...

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A stranger walked up and motioned to me You have moving things in your hair I felt and sure as there's a heaven above There were five tiny folks living there Invited them down and to join me They reluctantly climbed onto my hand The language they spoke wasn't english It was foreign but I could still understand I asked them how did...

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“Put your wig on” kid was crying Seems like mom can’t win for trying Kid blew his lid seeing her hair And his teary eyes blinded from stare Social media ate it up viral it went Moms luck was a wig she wore no sin Poor little kid thinks mom is sick Unless she keeps on her luxury wig!...

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pulse on the roots of my hair spread on the bed i ripped off my sheets to find consolation my fingers bled searched every corner for a crumb of freedom the city stayed saw the blinds shaken from the storm my future is dead. ...

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Tara McNiell - your heart will steal, once the lady fair fiddles as flames fly through the air, but it's only Tara's hair. ...

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thorough grooming baths our cat does administer licks my son's hair clean...

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With threads of your hair, you stitched up my soul, Each strand a tether to moments unspoken. I’d sit cross-legged, the floor cool beneath us, While your hands worked through my tangles, Carrying stories I was too young to know. The oil, warm and thick, glistened in your palm— Jasmine, sharp and sweet, filled the air between us. Your fingers moved with...

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Beware of the men in bald, they say. You’ll see them everywhere. They come in sizes, tall and short, upon their heads, no hair. The bald men come in thin, they say. They also come in fat. Their heads are found upon their necks, often, underneath a hat. It is much better, people say, to have hair upon your head. It doesn’t matter, the color, be...

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A snipping of scissors The hum of the trimmer The hollow sound of an AM radio Idyll chatter Kids, grandkids The weather A quick trim of thinning hair Melancholy moments revisited No appointments necessary Just walk in Sit down Relax …And wait ...

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