Short Pigtail Poems

Carry your scissors ! 
My pigtail colored in white, 
And tirelessly the age rub his prey. 
... 
Carry your scissors! 
Cut  the night thread of my chest, 
Behold, I will pour out in vats 
Death vintage oh my love....

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Pigtail girl was so adamant and indignant
That I had to draw her more than once.
I believe I have drawn and painted six versions of her.

She has landed in canvases all over my home
in different colors, a variety of backgrounds.
I have loved each version of Pigtail Girl.
Congratulating her on her exuberance and fun....

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A gentle sway
Amidst two pines
Mid summer day
One may find

A Georgia peach
About “yay” tall
Low key screech
Preventing fall

Canopied shade
From layered leaves
Pigtail braids
Adorning trees

Whistling winds
Promote the sway
That soothe her limbs
Wide awake

A humming sound
Could be heard
Before she’s found
Preceding words

Once disturbed
The magic fades
There are no words
To recreate...

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Screams in vain, in the dead of night
Pigtail braids and gown of white
It mattered not, how loud she yelled
Snug as a bug, no cries availed
Mom had tucked her safe in bed
These terrors lived inside her head
The boogie man, alive and well
Inside her dreams, he would prevail
A coward preying on her mind
Not strong enough to get outside
They quickly dismissed, the little girl
Telling tales of a scary world
They only knew, of what they saw
A handsome man, dark and tall...

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