Art Hair Poems

I stare at the nostalgic art
It is straight out of the fifties
When women were dying thei hair
Turquois to match their turquoise car and luggage
Or pink...

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I’ll let the pillows style my hair 
And my morning breath won’t be fair
If you don’t want me then I don’t care
I’m in a haunting...

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To pick up a line and take it for a stroll.
The essential is within, the mystics say,
but equally important is the outside:
a stunning summer sky,...

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Mixed media hair in the form of gears and such
It is interesting and exciting, very much.
I am amazed at how clever my artist friends are.
This...

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Sauntering into the pub from out of the fog
the varnished wood paneling on the walls
reflecting the amber light from the Edison bulbs
in their Art Deco...

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I'm loathe to agonize, but it's an issue guys!
Some cash wafts heaven sent, but spoils like excrement!
It's shops long hours that stink (are driving me...

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My curls are the frame of my temple, my curves an embellishment.
My skin smooth as silk.
My lips fill with contaminate cherries.
Your impenetrable eyes flow everywhere...

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Anti Establishmentarian - hashtags himself as antithetical

The following poem crafted 
not quite thirty months ago,
when severe bad hair day
found yours truly self sequestered
toying with notion...

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MY VOICE OF LOVE

FREE VERSE


I beg of you listen to me
Listen to my voice of love
Don' t be misled, don't be confused
Love will come out...

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TINTED STRAND OF WISDOM

The day my eyes beheld
the sheeny silvery strand
almost had a nervous breakdown

was it not just yesterday 
we recited nursery rhymes
and danced in...

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What kind of shampoo do you wash toe hair with?
               ...

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It was a hot Sunday afternoon in Vienna, Missouri…

If I’da been a gentleman, I would a turned my back
When I got to the swimmin’ hole...

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Sprinkled Stardust In Her Long Flowing Hair

In bright moonlight I saw her standing there
Sprinkled stardust in her long flowing hair
She looked just like an angel...

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My hair has always 
had a mind of its own
Stays doing whatever
it wants whenever 
it pleases
Just never bothers to do 
any of it, at my...

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I watch the storm gather in your eyes 
I hear the thunder echo in my mind 
The dark clouds gather around your hair 
Rain taps...

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