Long Shampooed Poems

Brief Mane n' Tail shampoo tall (tell) tale

Living social amidst 
crime infested urban jungle 
bumping uglies cheek to jowl 
analogous fate being housed in jail
escape room of great outdoors 
spurred subject matter in question
to journey...

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Beauty shop smells insult my nose.
The bleach, the lifters, the perm solution.
They all smell bad.
I could not work here for two seconds.
A child behind me is playing a video game.
The volume is up, in my...

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I'm doing all the cookin' and cleanin' all the floors.
The laundry still needs folding cause' I'm shoppin' at the stores.
I earn a decent salary and your cat won't let me be.
And worst of all... the...

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Albeit cold shower with sudden zoo
ming onset of
brisk fallen temperatures
may not be amenable to you
dear reader, but after Matthew
sets to washing
creating substantial lather,

visited with healthy slew
of frothed shampooed hair do
(cuz - jest like
Spongebobsquarepants,
I like abundant...

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In the cradle of our candle light last night...
We settled and sizzled in the moonlight.
We danced through the dense of the darkest night.
Like a cutest couple we cuddled in the bubble of bonded bouquets.
Dined with...

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What shimmers yonder blowing in the wind
What smooth and glowing curls unfurl out there
Take wing in Spring like yellow gods spaghetti
Glowing with the morning sunbeams just beginning 

Pretty girls are a dime a dozen
Like street...

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So many blessings in my life...some come big...and some come small...

A hot mug of coffee, when morning arrives
Our big front porch...to sit and greet the sunrise
Pigeons cooing in the trees, out in the pasture scene
The...

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In walked the Redeyed Stranger


Bragging: he used an excessive amount of
bagging gestures and words. He was told by
his handler to tune down the rhetoric, as one
person found him rude and overbearing. We
were worried someone would...

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I remember yesterday, 
You became human through breakfast and poem
As if desired to be a transfused memory
Next to where I discarded you,  

Unnoticed, a incomplete short story, 
Some lack of narrative.

I remember the nurse,...

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(For Beloved Pets competition, submitted June 16th 2015)



Tell-tale marks from your last climb, those claw marks in the paper
removing the wall coverings better than a shop bought scraper
the light pull I have had to change,...

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The bed was strewn with rose petals
The heady perfume filled the air
Had showered , smothered on body cream
Shampooed and blow dried my hair

Was wearing the new nightie
I hadn’t worn before
Am getting quite excited
Hmm  is...

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Woke up this morning, it's one of those days.
I see the bright sunshine through a grey, misty haze.
My head hurts, my eyes burn, I hurt in some places,
That used to be located in different places.

Hobble...

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Far away by the oceanside  I sit and watch the seagulls fly
inside a pale orange sun that has yet to warm a reposing sand
Over by the boardwalk the air still hums of yesterday's feet
two...

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In the edifice of memory, we slowly blend...

a citrus scent of tangy orange peels
with freshness sniff of cinnamon cakes.

an ephemeric smell of wet shampooed hair 
with a spritz of cologne ruminating the spray.

an evening brew...

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My hair is picky  
I need a shampoo  
I tried every brand 
Yet nothing will do

So I hit up the net 
To find a solution 
Cooked up a storm 
And created pollution. ...

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I'm so bored with all this hair.
                          Would go bald...

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"Cuts and Curls," opened today.
And needing a new look, I went in right away.
"A cut and curl and perm if you please,"
I told the young man as I sat back in ease.

He shampooed my hair...

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If I Am Not A Born Poet

If i am not a born poet
Then who really are
As I see table spoons
To seal rice and curry
From the far away moon
While i can’t from a dish
That kept ready...

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other worlds are perfect
other houses are clean
mostly people are liars
we live like we mean

other floors are shining
other carpets are shampooed
mostly people are frontin'
we live like the best we can do

other sidings are pressure washed
other fences...

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Hands folded on the bed
Tonight's prayers have been said
Scrubbed face, shampooed hair
Each night you'll find me there.

If you should come by day
The easy chair is where I stay
I have trouble on my feet
So please come...

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