Short Redhead Poems
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a redhead with beak
tap-dancing on oak tree bark ~
the black woodpecker
Date written: 08/15/2021
I don't need roses on my bed;
I have roses in my head.
Every time I think of you,
A thought rose blooms.
Red petals of love
Opening up...
Is it a 'by' or is it an 'over'
The prepositions always confuse me,
The redhead ginger that passed by me killed me,
The car that ran over me killed me.
At some time years old,
I was told,
To look her in the eyes;
Whether she's Black, White,
Asian or Latina,
Look her in the eyes.
Redhead or brunette,
I don't regret,
Looking her in the eyes.
Here lies the remains of the great Lucille Ball
The best fiery redhead comedian of them all
Even after she kicked drunk Desi Arnez to the curb
Her vitameatavegamin TV episode was superb
Written on 4/12/19
angry pouty blonde wants straight hair
misunderstood redhead wants to be a blonde
annoyed brunette hates her mother and her curls
evasive curly-haired teen wants thinner hair
peckish thin-haired girl wants to be a redhead
Welcome to age thirteen
Deeply etched crystal doors
Stone arched mansion corridors
Family members country estates
Hounds skittering on marble slate
Clinging intoxicating rose perfume
Stirringly beautiful graceful redhead
Read invitation wide eyes little smile
I am strong, I am brave
so many ask why I am so strange
my reply has always been
because God made me this way
with curious looks and a grin
I look at them and say
I have red hair that I must tend
what more do I need to explain/center>
Just silly
Angels fluff the bitter snow.
the frozen lake was a river’s know,
that run rapids in season warmer flow.
for now, Angels fluff the bitter snow,
at where I met her love in winter; as weather go.
that she’s a flaming redhead,
swelter of lust, as affection grows.
seems you ride a similar hoss,
i have a redhead yes of course,
but she dumps me in the field of play,
and pigroots till she gets away ,
gotta duck the tomato sauce,
and the back hoofs of remorse,
little Brumbie's run away...:)
thanks David Williams "a pretty red head"
Don Johnson
Daphne, I love you
in your purple dress
You're my favourite of the gang
to that I must confess
Your blonde friend just makes traps
and the brainy one is nerdy
The canine and the skinny one
eat huge burgers quite insanely
Your role is kind of quirky
but you're prettier than the others
I don't know who to thank for that
perhaps the animators
Magnetic fascination
Provokes intoxication
As I feel deeply compelled
To exalt admiration
From the Redhead
Who lives down the hall
I feel deeply compelled
To be dreaming
Of the redhead
With the creamy white skin
And intoxicating green eyes
Who lives down the hall
for contest FINETUNE THIS COLLABORATION sponsored by Line Gauthier
7/12/19
Dark red rose petals
Ruby red sexy lipstick.
Silky red bedsheets.
Beautiful redhead.
Laying sexy on red sheets
Rhapsody in red.
Red lips need kissing
Turning passionately red.
Red valentine treat!
Sexy red night gown.
Sexy skin under sheer red.
Kissing flushed red skin!
Go all the way red.
Both get in the nice red bed.
Red passionate love
< once there was a redhead gal name lucy
now skit comes to mind is real juicy
job switching with the men
conveyer belt takes a spin
chocolate oh how did she loosey
Entry For Shani Fassbender's
Favorite Television Show / Episode Remembered
I Chose I Love Lucy
Written By Katherine Stella 7/1/11
MALE ATTRACTION—notes from a redhead
Men short and tall
Old and young
Black , white
And all delightful shades between
I implore you to listen
Wolf whistles
Clever quips
Please don’t stop
Ignore the disdain of women in black glasses
There is no better
Pick me up
Lift me up
Turn me round
Fly me high
Than the sweet eyes
That follow me
On the street.
A movie set in Innisfree,
so green and beautiful to see -
the sun burned through the dew and mist,
but it was in my head - did not exist.
Flaming redhead lass, you will be missed.
A voice from the old-country calls Dave,
and there's nothing left for me to save,
in L.A, twenty-first century.
Her voice sings a birdsong melody,
and I leave this note no one will see.
He was a redhead boy,
sweet, with an exuberant soul,
filling our hearts with joy.
No longer are we whole.
His life an accident stole!
Gone is our beloved Dale,
who was our greatest boon,
gone beyond this earth’s veil,
beyond stars, beyond pale moon -
a life taken too soon.
March 19 2018
for Laura Loo's "10 lines 5 words III" Contest
Let me tell you of something happening years ago:
It was in Atlantic City at the Playboy Hotel and Casino.
A redhead guy was at a craps table inside this joint.
He crowed like a rooster each time he made his point.
I said to him: "In case you did not know,
the sun came up seven hours ago".
Inspired by a comment I made to one of Caren Krutsinger's poems.
A breath of fresh air,
On the darkest of days.
My better half,
When I’m not strong,
To be good enough.
My sanity,
My silver lining.
The person to fill me
With cheesy clichés,
And a stupid grin.
Life’s not easy and
Not even close to being fair,
But having that crazy redhead
As my very best friend…
Well, let’s just say
I’ll have smiles to
Last an entire lifetime
Rhyming for you so you are not blue
A redhead reads to a fellow in yellow
In a meadow green these words unseen
By sky sunset orange while ...... hmmm....
Animals forage? ...no
The boars cringe? ........no no
We have a corn binge...... nope
We wait for mornge.... not a word
Glorange, florange, bornge, quornge.....
Can't do it, new line.
By sky dusted purple with a ...... hmmm .........
Hair golden like the suns rays,
Figure that was va-va-voom,
That wiggle when you walked,
Men stared women frowned,
That beauty spot was not needed,
Acting like a dumb blond,
Not dumb, nor blond a redhead she was,
Actress and sex symbol,
Talented through and through,
She died to young,
Legend, icon remembered by everyone,
Murder, accident or suicide,
We will never know,
Norma jean remembered.
I have a bowl for a head
I have a bowl for a head
Hollowed out for flowers
You'd think I'd be dead
I hold my soul in a lotus
My soul is in a lotus
My soul is a redhead
As you already noticed.
In this rhyming epistle
I've got ivy and thistle
Hear a tune that I whistle
To my stamen and my pistil.
Butterflies are my persons
We set out on excursions
Such pleasant exertions
Cuz my head is a bowl.
my niece Bess
hangs her head
not in shame
over her head
married too soon
macho man
4 month baby
overwhelmed
where did she go
disappeared into motherhood
thin as a rail
wifedom
tail between her legs
a young girl who should be singing songs
on stages
around the world fell for
lust and a redhead
a burly bossy handsome man
whos charm for me was transparant
but then
I've seen him before
and this was her
first time.
Form:
What wood you look 4 in a super heroe group ? IDE want sum one kwick , with speed like the flash ! And a black guy hooz allways talking trash !
And a fat cowboy with a small flying machine , hoo can be giving his pals a ride.
And a pretty redhead girl hoo levitates 2 the other side .
And a Kung fu master and a master of disskyze ,
Let's call this group , Scott Rockwell,s lunatic fringe ,
And ile take my burgers with fries ! ...
With plunger in hand Fred was called from his bed
To the homestead of Sue a sexy redhead
The water bed pouring
As hubby was snoring
Fred was fine-tuning Sue till sunrise instead
Hubby woke peckish and went down for some bread
He was still unaware yet of Sue and Fred
Fine-tuned to perfection
No fear of detection
Sang 'Move over Darling' and jumped in with Fred
5th January 2019
Limericks Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May