Son Hair Poems

Growing my hair down below my knees...

stimulated courtesy follicles,
where Coconut, Olive, Grapeseed,
Jojoba, Amla and Vitamin E oils
allowed, enabled,
and provided head start
germinating peach fuzz into brown...

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I took my son to the barbers today, and I sat there and I thought about how it compared to when I was small,

All of...

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The figurative nail hit on the hirsute covered head!

Eventually vices will witness me crow king
cough'n affliction caw hearse courtesy 
smok'n since me yay high,
hence appellation...

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In Heavens Fold
David J Walker

The last voice he heard
Or hand upon him felt
The last brush of fingers
Through his hair in
Loving grooming dealt

The last smile his...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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I met a girl once; more like noticed her I have to admit.
A girl with red hair, freckles and an upturned nose.
The girl with red...

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Super stud 
Enjoyed life with many lovely buds 
Watched the angry surf 
Feeling the need to protect his turf 
When all of a sudden Ma...

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Wonderland
by Michael R. Burch
 
We stood, kids of the Lamb, to put to test
the beatific anthems of the blessed,
the sentence of the martyr, and the...

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Samson reborn within
brand name garden variety
twentieth century *****sapien
hirsute trademark characteristic
electrified, empowered, enamored
mirrored reflection validated

substantial flowing luscious tresses
superseded body, mind, and spirit triage
prioritized as most...

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Monoah had a wife,
 who was barren most her life.
An angel came and whispered in her ear,
 you'll have a son and hold him dear.

Now...

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He woke up in the morn in the dog house
wondering why and what this was all about
his wife said I have a bone to pick...

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Phil’s caveman look is very weird
He really should shave off his beard
His mother is right
He looks a strange sight
The Neanderthal look’s to be feared!


Since December...

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"Capucine, Capucine, let down your hair,"
yelled the Prince so handsome and fair
climbing up the braids, no knowledge Capucine's hair was cut
an enchantress yelled down from...

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In Moonlight She Came, Her Dark Hair Did Shine

Now writing, romantic poem this night
fondly bringing forth memories of youth
Just tweaking to stir far greater delight
no...

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My son is growing a man bun.
I don’t know how big it’ll be when he’s done.
He’s only sixteen you know and at his age it’s...

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