Long Curlers Poems

A pure Hawaiian of rare birth,
living a life somewhat carefree,
fed farm animals by this squirt,
sticks and stones were real toys indeed,
set trash ablaze, be on alert,
a barefoot country kid, that's me,
a runner on trails made...

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Such as a woman would say with low self-esteem ...
Some say I'm not beautiful nor am I pretty 
But that's okay I can relay
 I Was Made created holy God Made Me for God 
Made...

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I had no idea how long I had been in this heavenly paradise, but I had been searching for one soul for quite a while.
Searched all libraries, and there were 17,718 libraries, for us angels...

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So i made the mistake of going on a date.
And normally
that wouldn't be a bad thing
except normally i dont go on dates
with the best friend
of the guy i genuinely love.
But anyway.
Usually the first
and only
thing out...

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Day one out of the womb – had a full crop of hair,
black like my daddy’s (it later went more fair).

Early childhood – Mom kept my brown hair short
because I’d twist it into knots. What...

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October is Dancing 
she is a trap of joy for a mark
to those tunes tapping on line
stepping out in her black
before the white for a remark
for the dance shoes redefine
the effect of all the months...

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I live in a small pueblo where every day or so

my neighbours sweep the pavement to keep

their side of the road clean and pick up the litter


And I like Beppo the Street Sweeper in Momo

by...

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>>>>>>>>>  She was a tappin' to rhythmic tunes...
                          ...

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New York, New York, the road in the fork  
   of the events, the places and folks who've buttered the pork

Like Rockefeller, Moynihan and Andrew Cuomo
   Frank Sinatra, Louie Armstrong,...

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The house is boiled cabbage
goose fat, gizzard stew, and beets.
Windows steam and simmer,
you can write your name on the glass
winter or summer.

If you can live among rutabaga
or borscht; if pickled eggs haunt your palate
then this...

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What if I have to live again—
Reborn in the bone-thin hush of grief,
A jawbone grinding air,
My love trailing like a torn dress through corridors
Of someone else's dreams.

You cheated with a mirror.
I saw you smiling at...

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BY EZAR

I am seeing the lives of others faceing a path with out covers 
Trying to survive without fathers
No love for one another cold is world with out guidance for boys and girls 
Not knowing...

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Jill m’dear, down the street, I
dilly dally sleep, and you
with your dog-fur-and-all
(what’s his name), and
the first time I see a hook
in place of a hand, your dad’s
(and I think, ‘perhaps a war’).

Down, my grandma,
from up...

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 Dear Santa, it’s Looby Loo, I’m still here
It’s a miracle, have been ill all year
I don’t want you to forget to stop by
As this old gal would then break down and cry.  

I...

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While driving down a country road
One dark and lonely night
My engine began to spit and sputter
From a strange and mysterious light

I saw this little green spaceman
With antennas on his head
He was standing beside my window
And...

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Elixers, emulsions, powders and lotions,
spread on the counter like a fleet on  an ocean.
It’s those bathroom battles that I still see,
ground that was lost, or a quiet victory.
A bloodless conflict, I must concede,
But battle...

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Chinwag Pies 

A crowd gathers
Where the poor run wild, 
Relentlessly taunting 
An innocent child, 
Scathing, scalding 
Thieving eyes, 
Scrimping, scraping 
Chinwag pies. 

Two a penny 
For those that beg, 
A clip round the ear 
For...

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If I Were a Man, I'd:
     Never purchase another dress,
     chop the heels off my stilettos,
     burn every pantyhose in the house,
 ...

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She was a tappin' to the tunes...
of those Mississippi blues,
step-pin' out, in her sexy...
cowgirl leather boots, red white & blue,
We were a watchin' her a prancin',
all through the kitchen, dancin'...
for she was so - hot...

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Company's coming, must clean house
Pretend it's immaculate every day
Why must we put on airs for our visitors
Just show 'em our every day way

It's all a big front this illusion we create
It's never gonna be the...

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Deanna likes her old fashion pink plastic snap curlers.
Has brought them to Ethyl at the beauty shop since 1968.
Hair has survived fifty-one years of the same style

Unfortunately, when she gets there she is told Ethyl...

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The stylist grabbed her brat and ran out to her jeep
She had 2 energy drinks because she had no sleep

She dropped off brat in back and quickly shut the door
She came out and there was...

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When we were so young,
Many years ago,
We told our secrets,
That no one could know.

Now we are older,
We can even drive a car,
So much bolder,
I wonder where you are.

I remember the day,
You were in curlers,
Tried to...

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BLUE-SHAPED hair is styled to rigid perfection by rows of orderly, PINK curlers
BLUE-NOTES from an "Oldies" station linger, a calming WHITE noise to soothe
BLUE-SCENTS of expensive musk linger, permeating the YELLOW walled salon
BLUE-FLAVORED grape juice...

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Like a morning hag in curlers
Without a trace of makeup on,
Ugly is thy name, O Desert; 
A gift from those who know you not.

Show me the glass-eyed towers
That match your crystalline skies.
Show me the fiery...

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