Long Uncombed Poems
Long Uncombed Poems. Below are the most popular long Uncombed by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Uncombed poems by poem length and keyword.
Rassphrass and Leroy's Love Story
Rassaphrass’s husband LeRoy went out for garlic bread on a Tuesday. She ate all the spaghetti and meatballs before he returned, to teach him a lesson, because he took too long. He brought...
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Categories:
uncombed, fun,
Form:
Narrative
coming to town
Peter (my bf) is coming to town - tonight. I’m breathy with excitement.
My energy is so sick. “Someone scrape her off the walls,” Leong remarked, as I bounded out of my room this morning.
Lisa winced,...
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Categories:
uncombed, boyfriend, humor, school, student, together,
Form:
Free verse
I aim to live in the here ahem hair and now
I aim to live in the here (ahem hair) and now...
despite entrenched familiar
obsessive compulsive disorder behavior
distracting me courtesy
countless what if scenarios,
particularly before undergoing
voluntary drastic makeover
as iterated in a previous poem,
and briefly recounted here
as foregoing Samson...
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Categories:
uncombed, 7th grade, absence, abuse, age, america, anxiety,
Form:
Free verse
Is Aranjuez a Pining After the Composer's Mother
Is ARANJUEZ a pining after the composer's mother ?
(Joaquin Rodrigo - 1901-1999 - who composed the " Aranjuez " concerto on piano in 1938/9 and which later was destined for the guitar and orchestra, turned...
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Categories:
uncombed, how i feel, longing, loss, memory, mother
Form:
Free verse
I Re: Egret Forsaking Gull Friend Where, Heron Eye Twitter
I re: egret forsaking gull friend where, heron eye twitter
Fictional account related
courtesy one pink flamingo.
Aves lusting for verboten tweet
reed lubricious sin after giving
Twiggy another peck on the cheek.
Whenever this birdman
alone with his thoughts...
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Categories:
uncombed, 11th grade, 12th grade, absence, adventure, america,
Form:
Free verse
new moon
People came and went all night, welcomed by the warm evening, the 12-piece jazz band, rich restaurant aromas and the boundless night sky. I hear their enthusiasm as they’re escorted to their tables. These Geneva...
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Categories:
uncombed, boyfriend, dance, humor, night, romantic, summer, vacation,
Form:
Free verse
The Dream Patrol
Willie Winkie lived in a land of magic, in the region called Butterfly Haven;
For Willie was a diminutive elf, like the violet blossoms, of purple fixation.
Willie and his beloved wife, Elvira, lived highly organized, pleasant...
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Categories:
uncombed, community, dream, fantasy, happiness, magic, nature, nursery
Form:
Couplet
Rooted
Today, my hair is jazz—
wild coils improvising in the wind,
syncopated with no apology.
It scats when I walk,
riffs when I laugh,
and plays the truth off-key
because it knows perfection
never wrote a song worth singing.
Yesterday, it was a...
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Categories:
uncombed, hair,
Form:
Other
A Light For All
A man came into church one day
Not sure what he would find,
Lately he had questions that
Were troubling his mind.
Many shook his hand and said,
"Welcome, please come in."
The music played and people sang
And something stirred within.
The...
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Categories:
uncombed, inspirationallight, hair, light,
Form:
Rhyme
Homeless
shoes untied, hair uncombed
waling the streets so all alone
tatted clothes ransack house
eating out trash cans day N night
OH NO! HE'S NOT ASHAMED
NO ONE IS TO BLAME JUST. . . HE'S JUST
HOMELESS
has a cold, twenty-four with...
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Categories:
uncombed, america, analogy, caregiving, hope, humanity, introspection, metaphor,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
The Cry of a Child
The Cry Of A Child
The cry of a child, sometimes we can hear. The cry of a child
sometimes can be seen. We should all be on the lookout to
see when a child cries.
Abuse can come...
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Categories:
uncombed, sad, cry, day,
Form:
Free verse
Homeless
shoes untied,
hair uncombed,
just a run away,
no way to belong;
walking the streets so all alone
tattered clothes, ransack home;
eating out of the trash cans day N night
no way to belong
Homeless
has a cold twenty-four with a runny nose
this...
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Categories:
uncombed, community, depression, endurance, environment, family, feelings, poverty,
Form:
Lyric
3fabel7
3Fabel7
3Fabel7
Busstopgangers
CharlaXFabels
Sometimes a Cowboy is sitting at the bus stopped waiting there for no one
sometimes it is the drunk who sleeps there sometimes it is the...
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Categories:
uncombed, satire, science fiction, social, sorry, urban, war,
Form:
Prose Poetry
The Last Journey
The wheels ran on the tracks of rail-
Through the window the air gushed as a strong gale-
Upon the two serpents rushed and dashed the mail-
Carrying many a reflection, which upon it hath set the sail.
Sometimes...
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Categories:
uncombed, life, loss, nature, peace, philosophy, sad, visionary,
Form:
Alliteration
An Evacuation Order
Folks living by the coast line
have been given an unpleasant evacuation order, not a warning,
" Evacuate immediately, Sandy is coming with rain
and strong gusts...some of you will refuse to leave town,
standing on the beach...
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Categories:
uncombed, life, natural disasters, car,
Form:
Rhyme
Songs Pt2 Pound Tribute
hidden intentions
forseen from afar
set in the dark
tracks in the stone
to posterity through cloisters
with empty streams
a desert
of aged rivers
folds of nothingness
now run cold
treasures like rain
in abundance
lies
...
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Categories:
uncombed, people, poetry,
Form:
Ekphrasis
The Weird Kids
I can still picture Janno – a sweet nerdy cross-eyed girl from my school
who wore unflattering clothing and oddly-framed glasses.
Her grandmother was my unsimiling fifth grade teacher,
and later in Junior high, her father was my...
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Categories:
uncombed, children,
Form:
Free verse
Sage Brown
Peter is joining us for lunch in the cafeteria. I met him on a crowded Saturday morning at a coffee shop. He’s from the flammable, paper-dry, sagebrush hills of Malibu and grew up overlooking the...
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Categories:
uncombed, boy, friendship, fun, school, student, teen,
Form:
Free verse
Luthier
LUTHIER
His life path to music starts in the Caucasus forest
From his window is seen nothing but light woodland.
His bushy uncombed hair like the trees themselves,
As if he had grown out of the woods.
His workshop fingers...
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Categories:
uncombed, allusion, devotion, music,
Form:
Imagism
Letting Go Aunt Minnie
I remember you in all your faces
from the photograph of a young girl
surprised at being looked at, and later,
Sun brown and strong over the garden hoe
or...
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Categories:
uncombed, family, grandmother, old, paradise, remember,
Form:
Free verse
Kiosk Now
My infancy was the time for imagining your unique beauty
As the saprophyte danced in the magical fountain of ambiguity
You ingenuously stole my pulverized heart with your duality
Your ironware, I mean those muscles, were more than...
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Categories:
uncombed, dream, love, word play,
Form:
Free verse
My First Love
Wrinkled, but beautiful still
Even in decrepit apparel and uncombed;
Jagged skin and sensual fragrance lost
But still spongy her touch is and the smell
Only thing I’d miss the most in the universe.
Toiled through hardship and still...
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Categories:
uncombed, mother, mother son, universe,
Form:
Quintain (English)
Her Epoch
Beyond the times of struggle, I grew up
In blazing pursuit of success
I sometimes lost myself
In depths of someone's envy
In closed limpid walls of mirror
Surrounded by many people
I perceived the very significance of life
They were...
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Categories:
uncombed, caregiving, introspection, journey, life, loneliness, wife, woman,
Form:
Free verse
I Remember
She had beautiful hands, I remember
Strong and brown and crude under the choking lamplight
that wintry autumn of the potato blight
I saw them cringe and turn over and over
She thought I’d fallen asleep, but...
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Categories:
uncombed, childhood, death, motherautumn, day, hair,
Form:
Free verse
A Mess On the Table
Around the Laptop
On my table
As if garbage dump
That is useful to me
As a worm in it
Opened and a half or a few page read books
Written notes never completed
As if a lunatic asylum
Without...
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Categories:
uncombed, birth, books, change, dream, freedom,
Form:
Free verse