Short Baldness Poems

bald
I crack all up with my baldness
humor
say to stylist sheepishly 
it grows everywhere but there...

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The hair on my head is no more.
I lost it at age twenty-four.
The X chromosome
made useless my comb
and brought shiny scalp to the fore....

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The head contains 80,000 to 120,000 hairs
Daily we lose a whole big stack with no spares
So much for fashion
Hairs are rationed
Baldness is not the desired fashion statement upstairs...

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Wintertime is cold, but nice -
Water turns itself to ice.

Springtime gets a little hotter -
Ice turns itself back into water.

Summer’s still hotter by degrees -
You see green leaves on all the trees.

Autumn gives us weather fair -
But leaves the trees without their hair....

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Trees shed leaves
A mother sheds her tears and sweats
Trees lose their glories
A mother loses her youth
Trees offer a dappled shade
A mother offers protection and love
Trees leave  baldness and rings in their trunks
A mother leaves an everlasting memory and a precious love 
In her children's heart...

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~ Guess Who? ~

  Wisps of hair
    baldness up there

  Unsteady feet
    not at all fleet
 
  Opens mouth wide
    no teeth inside

  Knows how to cry
    not all that shy

  Wakes up at night
    every two hours for a bite

  Changes diapers a lot
    cannot go on the pot

  Am I describing your baby
    Nope ~ Grandma Brady...

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What do you do if you lose a leg
Put on an artificial one instead
And if your eye sight needs improving
Glasses are the thing to get them moving

But alas if your hair is what’s missing
Wearing a toupee will get you some ribbing
So there seems no hope for a nude nut living
Except shaving it all without apologies or forgiving.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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Post Covid, my scalp has been shedding
Hair covers the pillow and bedding
There’s tresses on the floor
If I lose any more
The prospect of baldness I’m dreading!



A great deal of poetic licence about hair in the bed  but since I’ve had covid  I’ve noticed strands of hair on the floor and also a friend has had the same thing happen

11/27/21...

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October 15, 2012
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1AM
laying down, ready for bed
When, my best friend and I, start talking
And we don't stop
Soon we create- Online identities
For character that come from the for midst of our minds
--Sometime later,
2am and 3 am pass by
When we should be sleeping
We are instead creating ideas of greatness,
(Including "Escape the Baldness")
They surge forth-keeping us wide awak
1am
2am
3am
4am
5am
Never to sleep again...

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A poet may tear out his hair
  if he truly does care
to follow every rule
  they teach him in school

One foot too long, or one too short
  can his finest ideas abort
And woe be it if an accent or two
  fits not the traditional pattern
   
Let syllables be counted
  stanzas too
Lest be committed
  egregious boo-boos

So if a poet you know
  has a full head of hair
He's either a rebel who dared ~
  of of baldness he's scared...

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The blue moon is on the rise,
Night is about black
But there are sparkles and
Trails left behind;
It is full of dreams

I am of scars
I am pale
I am of chemicals 
"Caged and crushed "
Wearing a Crown Of Baldness
Predictions were of
Absolute certainty 
But echoes in my ears
As mere clamours 

No more stares and tears
It toppled me in agony

The snowfall commences
Christmas is at my doorstep
 And I am to  celebrate with wines....

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Sue loved to style her auburn hair, 
and adorn it with a cute bow.
 
Then cancer struck, life’s so unfair -
treatment meant her long locks would go. 

She hoped in time new hair would grow, 
as baldness may cause folk to stare. 

Sue now wears a pretty bandeau, 
her cancer story I now share. 


Checked with how many syllables

Oh-No A Twisted Char-Lay' Poetry Contest

Sponsored by Charles Messina

1/21/20...

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