Short Tousled Poems

Human trees embrace,
Making an erotic breeze:
Tousled by true love....

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No lady despair
The call of adventure blair
where tousled waves flair...

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Tousled orange lilies
In a field of green beauty
Always make me smile...

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soul to soul heartbeat
slipping into lover’s skin —
tousled sheets free lips

1/7/2019...

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Hair 
Tousled 
In the night
Wondering why
The fall of darkness brings darker nightmares...

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Helpless yet secure
Calm but exited
Salty then dulcet
Hot rushes turn cold
Tousled when delicate
Perfect harmony...

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A wisp of wind tousled curls

Cloaks the eyes of Madonna 

Watch as her beauty unfurls 

A brief glimpse of Nirvana...

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Nature reckons
  Sleep beckons

 Thoughts swayeth
  Visions stayeth

   Have Faith
   God Sayeth

          ~
  Saints Prayeth...

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Gently tousled leaves
Vivid the emerald fronds
Soon will turn to gold


*Placed 7th in Matt Caliri's contest, "Write Now!" (Approximately 50 seconds)...

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PM Boris Johnson wrestles with bad hair days, but he doesn't seem to care!

Would some kind soul lend the bloke a comb and brush to tame his tousled hair!...

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  the little fellow
    with tousled hair
  picked up the fallen leaf
    and smiled

  as if he knew 
    its secrets

  satisfied
    he moved on
...

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Wave your magic wand o'er my droopy eyes
   Lay my tousled head upon your tender arm
Sing a soothing, soft, nighttime lullaby
   Lift me gently heavenward, away from all harm...

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Listen to poem:

A splotch of orange
spills over East,
mixes with and washes away
night dark and moon yellow.
Golden quiet transmutes
to silver sound, and tousled sleep
awakes to fresh-combed day....

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Herr Vilfred consults 
his mirror.
Gawks long at himself 
in horror.


His limp receding, 
graying hair,
no longer that of a 
debonair.


Gone's the tousled look
of long ago
that used to enthrall 
women so....

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Fears grip tender hearts
   still do motivate them too
Trust stays panic's flight
  daylight's promise dispels night

Tousled hair's nervous
  fingers roam so deep, so wide
Keep demons at bay
  glide past cerebrum's swift tide......

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Now I lay me down to sleep
I dread the thought of what might creep.
Garish goblins slither into my dreams
However hard I grip the seams of 
Tousled duvet above my head.
Monsters messing with my mind.
Arresting sleep of any kind.
Rarely do they let me rest.
Every night they try their best.
Soothing slumber seldom seen....

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Am I a person or just the keys?
Nothing more than convenience
is what it seems to be;
My patience vanishes with disrespect;
Order over the counter pills. Settle down! 
Seems like less than subtle noxious 
irritating because I still smell it;
Tousled words to try and hide the meaning
you didn’t straighten out so I split....

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A chill stiff fresh breeze
tousled my hair as it swung
around my eyes blinding me

Walking on the beach
sand squishing between my toes
I wondered at Nature's might! 



Date: 30/10/2020
Submitted for: SPIN A SEDOKA Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud

Second Place...

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yesterday I walked home in the rain
and forgot 
for thirty minutes
that I was grown up
and in heels, business dressed	
and straightened hair,
and remembered
something free
locked into the 
sky like moonstone
murky and luminous
a tousled beauty buried
in routines and duties
no umbrella, thirty minutes
a woman in transit
without belonging
tax free....

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A wee lad, tresses from a day's play tousled
  Squinted up at a cavernous sky to find
Where the moon and stars were twinkling tonight
  Mapping out bears and lions in his pint-size mind

Time's passed, he now employs a telescope
  His stellar scientific maps delivering hope
Of discoveries to change the way grown men think
  ~ Yet to a wee lad's curiosity will they be linked...

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Clouds are weeping at my door
Puddles tearfully trickle in
Moonlight falls, whisper thin
 
Shingles chatter on the roof
Winter sends her lonely kiss
Restless winds, a soulful hiss
 
Tousled twigs caress the windows
Shattered leaves sorrow down
Willows writhe, orchids frown
 
Shutters sigh outside these walls
Thunder moans in evening gloom
Wilted love, she cannot bloom...

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man I dig that
ambient "hourglass"
that fresh butter bean
lipstick
your tousled feathery 
yarn dirty brown hair
I dig you;
gotta run

make love to you
latter
under the sun
drenched each
gotta run

fresh strawberries and cream
on the veranda
how does that sound?
at the end of our day
gotta run

at the next of
our meeting
i'm all yours
we are ours
and i'll stay...

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I COULD ALMOST SEE YOU
DANCING AMID THE BRIGHT,
YELLOW DANDELIONS ON THAT
WARM SPRING DAY. FEET BARE,
TOUSLED HAIR, AND A DIRTY
LITTLE SMILING FACE LOOKING
UP AT ME. I WOULD HAVE
HELD YOU SO TIGHT AND NEVER
LET YOU GO-IF ONLY I COULD
HAVE.
I THINK OF YOU OFTEN-STILL.
BUT, YOU NEVER GET ANY OLDER.
YOU'LL FOREVER BE THAT
BEAUTIFUL BABY, RUNNING
CAREFREE AMID THE FLOWERS
OF JUNE....

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No Rush

Hair brush through my hair, no rush.
The wrinkles will not slow, but time
slows on the satiny pillow, in throes.
The bed softly creaks as our eyes speak.
They do not stare as the fire sparks.
Familiar lips brush tender flesh, kindling
the oneness, the forever afterness.
The rush of internal flames combust
followed by serenity of tousled hair.
No rush to run bristles through my locks.
...

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Watching the window
Watching carefully
Waiting for those feet
Familiar feet
Pattering near door
Standing wistfully
Waiting for those jeans
Familiar jeans
Hands stuck in pockets
Keys jangling inside
Waiting for that shirt
Familiar shirt
Rain soaked on shoulders
Fancy patterned front
Waiting for that hair
Familiar hair
Tousled and unkempt
Moving in closer
Waiting for my dear
To give me a kiss
12/7/15...

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