Long Hairbrush Poems

Neither Tray or I take any guff from adults, especially adults in authority; it’s a result of having had the belt when you are young, thus learning you cannot trust your care-givers or anyone else.
In...

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A transparent parrot makes a very big noise when seed arrives to visit. Mr and Mrs seed have fifteen children, eleven thousand grandchildren and one great grandchild. It is interesting to note bar levels for...

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Poe was always revising his prose between publications. Here are the longest extended versions of sentences he shortened for their final publication in his lifetime:

"We loved each other with a love that was more than...

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So this is it. It’s finally here. 
Your last school day has come
No more morning drop offs
No more rushed school run. 

No more sandwiches to pack
No more sports kit to acquire
No frantic searching for the...

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Leaving at midnight on a Greyhound, I'm excited I'll be seeing my baby sister's family for two days and watch my nephew perform in CATS. In my small safari travel bag, these things I have...

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A candy dish in cobalt glass
Reflecting temptations
Beneath the heavy cover

A hairbrush fuzzy with gray down
From the head it combed
On nights spent alone, awake

A cast iron skillet
Melting fatback and butter
Frying potatoes, tomatoes and okra

A earth colored...

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Sometimes people ask me... What's in your purse...
So I tell them the best that I can...
Lipstick, chapstick, matchstick
What’s in your purse?
Billfold, change purse, money counter, and clip?
Aspirin, Tylenol, Tums, coupons and stamps…
Tissue, pressure bandage, Mom...

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She could not stay, my friend.

It’s hurts to see a friend who yearns for a love he has lost,
No fault, no blame is his.
Just the cruel and untimely snatching of a life that held so...

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She's wound up tighter than an eight day clock.
She likes to roll, and she likes to rock.
She loves playing with Barbie better than she likes to eat.
If you want her to perform, just take a...

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Is the logic of a lioness the same as a dogfish? Or a display in a shop window of pretty pink kittens? Very definite is a definition of derived detail. Oh look over there. Quickly....

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Alopecia 
I'm lying across my purple bed,
Staring at my vanity. 
I just wish I was dead. 
I'm losing my sanity. 
I can't stand taking these meds. 
Their killing me, you see?
I'm a mess.
I'm not lying,...

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The 18th of December was her last day;
she neither knew the date nor cared to.
Gathered at the hospital, keeping vigil,
we never overcame her fright, or ours.
The pain, too great to be driven away,
was only managed...

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A pair of shoes in the corner of a lonely room
A hairbrush on the dresser filled with hair
A jewelry box still open with bracelets on display
The diamond ring that I gave you still sitting there

A...

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A  photo on a dating site
How gorgeous that girl looked
By text we flirted all that night
And I was truly hooked

She looked like a celebrity
Like Marilyn Monroe
With sexy eyes and pouting lips
And slim from head...

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A small hairbrush
On a small shelf
Over her bed

We had talked together
The night before
Not about the weather

Hurricane
Raining; 40 days and 40 nights
Had we talked about the weather

We had talked about things
Things difficult to talk about
Hard to...

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I’ve already packed
Everything you need
For your trip, Little One.
“Yes,” she said,
“But I’ve never been 
To Chicago before,
And I just might need
My old hairbrush
And this book I used to like,
And…” it all went
Into her backpack

I smiled...

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The didactic duty of a hairbrush is to skim stones at toll gates. But harmonising at a concert of trumpeting elephants is just not audible and therefore unsatisfactory to an inner ear. Peace sign then....

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after months
many moons
taking to my
hairbrush

pulling out
the hair that
my brush had 
pulled out

from my head
and beard but
what to do
with it as it

seems a waste
to throw away
so pondering
thoughts thinking

recycle

so first i tried
to be a cat and
swallow then
throw...

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I lie here waiting patiently
Just to gently stroke your hair
Unless you think you need me
It seems you just don’t care

You sometimes forget about me
And leave me here alone
I always feel so neglected
When you leave me...

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         Embellished by the artist's
         softest marten hairbrush
         unfolds creatively on...

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I picked up your blue hairbrush
I held it a while today
The hair between its bristles
Still smells of your hairspray

I drank my morning coffee
In the mug that has your name
On its rim still dressed in red
Is...

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The evening air is warm; the sky 
ablaze, splashed in hues of scarlet red.
Lost in reverie, she sits on the porch, 
on her favourite woven wicker chair.
Absentmindedly, she twirls her finger 
round a strand of...

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I rowed my boat 
to my favorite spot
The water was cool
The sun was hot
I took my pole 
And loaded my bait
Put on my hat 
And started to wait
I hoped for a big one
Or so I...

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