Short Pigtails Poems
Short Pigtails Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Pigtails by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Pigtails by length and keyword.
A funeral scene
pigtails of the rainbow light
lose all its colors!
Flowers in my hair
pigtails light as air
Sequenced bows oh what flair
for a pretty girl named Claire.
Many headbands I shall wear,
count them if you dare !
Pina colada?
Pinky said sure.
Pinafore dressed
She looked truly pure.
Pin curls and pinballs.
Pinky provided proof
Pigtails non-withstanding
She was an odd little poof.
Going for a walk at our Fairy Lake walking trail
If I meet one, I'll give her your best without fail
If you want me to
Do other stuff taboo
Like tickle her hooha and just pull her pigtails
sixties memories
home town, Iowa
I was just a kid
riding upside down
on a loop-da-plane
4th of July
carnival ride
my pigtails fly
upside down sky
loving it
fuzzy blurs
screaming now
joyful
thrilling
fun
individual
suited to your taste
shocking or simple
Yule Brenner shaved
beauty shop Bertha
mohawk friendly
fixed and fancy
pony tails
curly or straight
beads and bows
one lone braid
pigtails
messy
coiffured
hair
Hotpants showing off tanned legs
as long as a June school day
Blonde pigtails framing wide eyes,
bluer than Peruvian opals
Cherry lips freeing sly smiles
that gleamed on those dark nights
Eager heart sharing ill fated love
with this lucky, grateful lover
When Jimmy ate the paste,
there was a smile on Susan's face
Her pigtails he wanted to pull,
but the teacher had rules.
Recess came with a ding and a dong,
Susan then followed Jimmy alone.
His face turned red as she pecked his cheek,
This was Jimmy’s first kiss.
The judges took me to the side,
whispering softly “You've gotten them
all right, but you cannot win everything.
It isn't fair to the other children.”
I rolled my eyes and pulled on
my pigtails. If I had won them
all, I should get them all. Adults
are so silly in their concepts of fair.
I find an album with matt thick black pages
my wet eyes hungry for each pose of this girl
in pigtails with a reluctant kitty, then on a bike
in a pretty prom dress, then holding a baby, me
turning the pages your smiles become frauds
your skin wrinkled, your pain quiet and graceful
Giggling and playing hopscotch
Indigo dreams of being a star
Running wild before training bra
Laughter and smiles come from heart
Pigtails and bikes dolls and skates
Onyx starry nights by the lake
Whimsical dreams esteemed out loud
Emerald queens and all girls scouts
Ready to live learn camping out
Sparkling little star,
So much you warm my heart,
A little girl in pigtails
Made of sugar and spice,
But enticed with snails and mice
And puppy-dog wagtails
When you sing you bring happiness to my heart
So sweet you are my brightest little star
By: Eve Roper 8/28/2015
Morning tumbles into my arms,
I give a gentle hug,
Smooth down
Her long gauzy dress,
Run my fingers through her rays
And braid sweet pea tendrils in blond pigtails.
Lifting up her quivering chin
I gaze into sapphire eyes,
Drawl encouraging morning words:
“Good” and “glory”,
“Dove”,
And she embraces the petunia day.
Lemmie Jimmie is a playa!
Look at him smiling,
walking with his new girl
Why are the other pigtails all hating
on LJ being so happy ...
‘cause he caught the eye of the new girl
Watch Leonard James
affectionately always playing
with his favorite new baby girl
He a playa for sho’ ...
his high school sweetheart wife
oughta know
She smells like nothing
To the whole world
Tattered dress ripped leggings
Pigtails on the sad girl
No one sees her face
She slinks around
All hopes and dreams
Shattered no fortunes found
Onlookers judge her dirty clothes
Unrecognizable the sweet
Child of nobody and no one
Raised in the street
She smells like nothing
To the whole world
I've watched her grow from pigtails to makeup, from crayons to dressup.
From playdates to real dates. How can this be, suddenly she's turned into miss popularity.
Prom dresses and pictures tears and confusion, was her just being a little sweet girl just an
illusion? Suddenly i have become unpopular with her and popular with Dr. phil now i'm
thinking i need to get my daugther on the pill.
Form:
Her ginger pigtails remind me of something he says.
I stare at him. They are like Pippi Longstocking, I reply.
No, that’s not it.
Yes, it is I think.
I think it was someone on Tik Tock.
Pretending to be Pippi Longstocking I interject.
Not even close, he replies.
I stop trying.
Knowing his mind is closed
Or maybe he is too young to know
Where these pigtails originated
Back in the forties.
It’s National Hair Day - raise a comb!
Shake your tresses - write a poem!
Whether blonde, brunette or red,
Let’s celebrate what’s on your head.
Curly, wavy, frizzy, straight,
Pigtails or a single plait,
Buzz cut, Mohawk, updo, ‘fro,
Messy or arranged just so.
How we look, what gives us flair
Depends, in part, upon our hair.
No matter what your style is called
It’s yours to flaunt - unless you’re bald!
Little darling
You’d be so sweet
With your hair done up in pigtails
Dressed up in a pink frilly dress
Your tomboy ways have charm
They’ll get you far in life
Running in the park and
Challenging yourself
A doll hardly seeming like an option
You have the eyes of a leader
The drive of a champion
But please enjoy your youth
And most of all don’t grow up too fast
I’ll take you today shopping for a doll
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
advertised herself as the biggest faerie to date
dressed herself in a tutu and did a quick figure eight
four hundred pounds had never moved this fast before
she passed a bit of gas as she sailed out the front door
the children were delighted, they screamed with delight
she twirled back inside, her cheeks were all pink and bright
best faerie in the world, a little girl with pigtails said.
the faerie felt good; this gave her an enormous big head
MY GIRL
Lazy summer days
Pigtails, French braids
Long silky hair blowing
In the wind
Days forever gone
Tears well up in my eyes
And I long once again
To hold her close
To see her smile
To hear her laughter
Tinkle like rain
Lord, shower down from heaven
Encouraging words of
Together we will be
In that glorious place
A world without pain
Hearts completely healed
Memories of yesterday
Live on today
Hope of a tomorrow
Full of promise
mja
I haven't had a ponytail
Since I was very young
And even then, most likely,
Into braids my hair was hung.
When frizz set in, I chopped my locks
And thus the die was cast,
So ponytails and pigtails were
A remnant of the past.
But when I see a jogger
With her ponytail a'bounce,
Its jaunty whipping of the air
Seems like it does announce:
Just check me out! I'm oh, so cool
And confident and fit.
So feast your jealous eyes -
I'm the epitome of IT!
A black dress draped off me
Flowing with the wind
Following the crowd
Roses clutched in my hands
Alone in the crowd I stood
No one bothered to watch me
Not passing most of their hips
I was invisible
Fixing my pigtails I watched her go down
Six feet down
No hands held my shaking wrists
Tears streamed without a mother's kiss
Shoulders hunched over without a father's hug
Seven years old
Too young to be at a funeral
At a funeral alone
Form:
Oh the heart tears.
It beats and throbs.
Well springs of light lanterns
Weave and bob.
Still, darkened grime rimed
portals glare,
sad, empty-eyed adults stare.
Oh the heart tears.
Its pulse expands.
Forced back;
dark dwellers disband.
Replaced by children’s crimson cheeks;
lollipops, pigtails, skipping feet.
Small hearts, so precious,
small hands so bold;
reaching out the world to hold.
Oh the heart weeps, it weeps for joy,
but only for one girl or boy.
From my very first moment I was "round"
Easily verified by pictures found
Such an adorable little lass
Even though having some extra mass
Having dimples here and dimples there
Always sporting pigtails in my hair
My sweet face a perfect little ball
Unfortunately, I was not so very tall
Never met a person I didn't like
Always such an engaging little tyke
To be a pudgy princess was my plight
Now, happily" round" in places right
For the Baby-Boo contest..lol