Curly Hair Poems

Don't make a difference, gender/sex
Strands of different textures
Styles so profound with variety
Stiff, sticky, tacky, wet, or dry
Products keep it tamed for styles
Wavy, curly, straight, stringy...

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Oh circular scrunchie
How are you ?
You have been tangled up in women’s hair
For far too long
Scratching the long curly beads
Of millions of youngish females worldwide...

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painted finger nails 
red ribbons in curly hair
dog grooming with flare...

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Sebaceous glands connected to follicles secrete an oily substance called sebum

With a title deeply rooted
in subject matter iterated above
invariably makes for hair raising poem,
though I...

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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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   She's magisterial material
   Though she's not on a box of cereal
     'Tomorrow' she's sung
  ...

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Drowning in my own existence
Hating life 
But the ultimate passion
I had to have
No, I am not the problem
I won’t let you take my breath away
I...

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Once again
my partner didn’t do their part
In science lab
I was alone again 
But you took his place
You were smart
You were handsome
You got me the “A”
You...

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Slick it down with wax
     It fits a crook

  Tho' it could also be 
     a...

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Author Dana Redricks
May 9, 2023

Our hair, so beautiful and unique, a treasure to cherish, it's yours to keep.
Black and gray, it shines and glimmers, its...

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Anna Alpaca is a sight.
with long, long legs and long, long neck.
She’s almost as tall as a kite!
I lean in to give her a peck
and...

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My dear brother Butch,

Hair are the highlights of my week:
I got a job at the Hairway to Heaven salon!
Our motto: "We color your hair or...

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It’s National Hair Day - raise a comb!
Shake your tresses - write a poem!
Whether blonde, brunette or red,
Let’s celebrate what’s on your head.

Curly, wavy, frizzy,...

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When I was growing up, the child I used to be
awakened every morning by the smell of his coffee.

Mami would make some breakfast
a bowl of...

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Her lock of hair
 so debonair
 silky and shiny 
curly vividly robust cotton's touch

It's curl flaming red
moisturizer condition sun
bright and fun
Kinky enough but just enough...

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