When We Had So Much Fun
...Outside, we feel warm rays from the sun.
I'm with my special, precious one.
Those wee hands, feet and ponytail
always bring happiness, without fail.
We are out to have some fun.
Together, we c...
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Categories:
ponytail, fish, fun, girl, happiness,
Form: Rhyme
HAIR
...
A tumble of flowers and soon you look amazing dear hair
with just a smidge of lovely perfume you can scent the air
A little beret on the side and suddenly you look magnificent
when I gathe...
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Categories:
ponytail, hair,
Form: Other
Hair
...
As a kid my hair was a very easy fix,
just pull it back with a rubber band into a ponytail.
As a teen a ponytail was not going to work,
off to the hair shop with picture in han...
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Categories:
ponytail, child, friend, humor, joy,
Form: Other
Because of a Teacher
...Because he had a teacher
He came to school so proud
Each new shoe he lay
confidently on the ground
Because she had a teacher
Her hair looked oh so nice
For picture day that year
Her ponyta...
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Categories:
ponytail, education, encouraging, school, teacher,
Form: Rhyme
The Artist And The Winter Vine
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She is eighteen and tattoos are the latest rage." I'd like a tattoo please" she asks. I see a young girl in a messy ponytail and wonder if she'll pick something gaudy, then I will have to oblige. ...
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Categories:
ponytail, anxiety, childhood, death, love
Form: Haibun
Happy for my BFF
...played with his toes;
feet solidly suited,
two months old
in my BFF’s arms.
I’m getting over cold,
or as I told her,
“I’d get in her business,”
and swoop the fella
into my arms -
wha...
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Categories:
ponytail, celebration,
Form: Free verse
spider tattoo on his forehead
...He is seventeen
Wears his hair long, in a ponytail, it does not look clean.
There are piercings in his lip and his ears.
He wears a spider tattoo on his forehead.
His mother is horrified.
His fa...
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Categories:
ponytail, grandmother, grandson,
Form: Free verse
Eldridge Cleaver and me
...The beginning of me the ideology
wearing wires pregnant buying
weapons and drugs from corrupt
officers for the federal bureau
of investigation the department
of Justice the center piece
c...
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Categories:
ponytail, allah,
Form: Masnavi
A SPECIAL PLACE IN HELL
...A special place in hell
The devil sits upon his throne
In the fiery pits of hell
He casts his eye over his special place
While he beats an ominous bell.
Surrounded by pure evil
In a wicked wi...
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Categories:
ponytail, evil, fantasy, fear, gothic,
Form: Rhyme
Recurrent Ruse
...
They come to her hungry - hopeful
To be fed facile fantasy, a script he held
Stowed in boyhood through decades
Recessed where sweating shame dwelled
Invisible while he achieved accolades
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Categories:
ponytail, allusion, beautiful, desire,
Form: Rhyme
Emancipation proclamation from Samson fixation
...Emancipation proclamation from Samson fixation
Otherwise titled deep into my fiftieth year of passive aggressive rebellious puberty.
Yes, I chickened out getting a haircut yesterday August twen...
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Categories:
ponytail, 7th grade, 8th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Cock Robin's Song
...I was a capable, urban professional, quite eagerly living the high life;
Like pink robin, of the saffron noon zenith, afore shadows bloom rife.
My daily work was very challenging, and it ...
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Categories:
ponytail, bird, fantasy, home, morning,
Form: Couplet
Third Row
...Has anyone seen a heart,
looking for its owner?
lost mine short while ago
jilted in the third row
before the finale
notch seven, her tally
Has anyone found a heart?
Surely no one wants two...
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Categories:
ponytail, break up, feelings, giggle,
Form: Free verse
Mirror Image
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I saw the picture and it definitely is not the same
Is it someone new?
It’s not what I saw in the mirror as I got ready for public view.
The reflection tells me, “Ok, not too bad.”
I’m old, yes...
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Categories:
ponytail, age, angst, beauty, change,
Form: Rhyme
Mom
...Your locs are a crown
I hope you know that
Don’t ever slick them back
Into the suffocating ponytail that you once wore
Your voice, soothing like seashells
Blue like the waves
That we watch...
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Categories:
ponytail, appreciation, mother, mother daughter,
Form: Free verse
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