Long Barbers Poems

Human foot-traffic is flowing along slightly faster than 2020,                          ...

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John and Bath, short for Bathsheba Adams, were quite a pair.  Nothing ever got them down, except maybe an occasional cold.  Even then she would take hers out into the cold winter day...

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NYC nior in black and white

NYC nior in black and white 

Dark landscapes 1957 NYC 
of automats radio city and hotdog stands 
memories of things past 

Take us back to lucid dreams of light and...

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I lay my head down to sleep to the calm and peaceful sound of music flowing through the thick trees cruising from the subdivision below my dwelling.The rhythmic sounds of crickets and frogs composed a...

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E Pluribus Unum ~  Out Of Many, One

[Author's note: E Pluribus Unum is a traditional motto of the United 
States, but the scope of this poem is intended to be of a more global...

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Paper Mache, I see words
Ink on paper, thoughts buried in wood
I’m literate; I should be able to read this
Yes, the thoughts of another must hold so much meaning
My life should be better right?
After all I...

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For BigFoot I searched everywhere.
In all the Northwest, he’s not there!
Then I thought I might know
where a BigFoot might go . . .
so I went where the barbers cut hair!

To fit in and be like...

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As a small boy
the barber would sit me
on a wooden bench
placed across the armrests
of his chair. 
Mirrors in front and behind
imprisoned countless copies
of me stretched out 
as far as I could see.
There were no doors
in...

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Is it any wonder that on a recruit's first day of service he is befuddled?
From day one he's told to do things by the numbers and his brain is muddled!
From the moment he stepped off...

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My clothes came from
K-mart.
  They were on layaway
Until school starts.
  
  We would go out to eat,
Every now and then.
  We would chill out when
Our parents would count to ten.

 ...

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When I was just a nipper
My Dad used to take me to the barbers
The Barber would put a board across the chair
so I was higher
and he could cut my hair.

It struck me
how the barber was...

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By the barrage of flies, bald John can tell how
Safe his meal is for feasting. The spotted
fawn yet battered breathes. 
Clean blood is poison, he knows,
So before he drinks, he waits for the devil
To pee...

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With much trepidation I visited the local "hair stylist" today.
It was a "hair raising" experience as compared to barbers of yesterday!
'Twas thirty years since I'd heard the snip of a barber's shears,
Since my long-suffering wife...

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Humor moderates stress
                                ...

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When I was a mere lad, my Dad always cut my hair,
But as I reached my teens and became much more debonair,
To the bald-headed barber I whizzed in my old hometown,
Seated myself in his chair...

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We never saw it coming, we were all at university
studying to be the future intelligentsia.
We wanted to be lawyers, accountants, and bankers,
we wanted to be science teachers, podiatrists, and politicians
and we made it!
We had the...

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This is Africa a friend to the west and home 
At west with Eastern coal
River Benue bend us to farm
River Nile march her name like
Nobles night of bliss in Cairo
She is the anchor of sun...

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The World of the One Percent

By Elton Camp

The super rich is who these folks are
More wealthy than old Croesus by far

They reside in the most fabulous estate
Privacy protected by a guarded gate

A mansion with elevators...

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Ever since lockdown and the barbers were all closed,
There was only one solution that my wife duly proposed
‘Let’s go buy some clippers so that I can cut your hair’
She said, with a smile, and a...

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Buttercups are dancing to singing daffodils
King Neptune, with his trident, is surfing down a hill
Rabbits playing hopscotch with rainbow coloured frogs
Snails with sparkly spinning shells slither along gold logs.

Wolves in sheep's clothing are bleating nonstop,
Four...

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For it was 29 years ago 
When as I boy I left home
On the train other lads I find
Apprehensive blind leading the blind

When we got to our destination 
Shouting started is this an allucination 
Standing...

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Who does the barber's hair?

Life is funny
It has a way of smacking us on the face; 
we are helpers of the helpless; 
yet we receive not such help ourselves
When we desperately seek the same help,...

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AFRICA
Africa my continent, 
I idolize you,
But let’s forget about the past,
And focus on tomorrow, 
Let’s not be like the earthworm,
That you take,
You think that it does not know, 
Where it’s going,
But it returns to the,...

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I Used to Enjoy
by Bob Moore © 2022

I used to enjoy the barbers
go for a haircut and a chat
talk about the football
politics and things like that

There usually would be one chair,
or maybe there was two
a...

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The Barber Shoppe of Hope
It was not what I was expecting at all
A barber shoppe in a rough side of town
But this is where the Lord sent me
So off I go…
I walked in and began...

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