Poems About: HAIR

In this page, poems on / about “hair” are listed.

  • 109.
    Good Sandy your hair

    </>no sunlight to shed
    no smell of burdock oil
    no trace to be led read more »

    Miroslava Odalovic
  • 110.
    SO I HAVE BECOME THE MIDDLE MAN

    So I have become the middle man
    In this world
    And I have so much gray hair on my head
    That I don't like at all read more »

    Aldo Kraas
  • 111.
    Lush milk cow meads

    Cows moon on the feasty lush
    under their feet silky strands
    of earth's hair- punky green-
    the Earth is a punk read more »

    Michael Witkowski
  • 112.
    Mi Hermosa Fay

    There is a girl for who I care
    With deep brown eyes 
    And long blonde hair
    A natural beauty to behold read more »

    Alex Dixon
  • 113.
    Snares

    Snares, sears, nears, are, era, ears, as, an, seas, ran, snare;
    And like a threshing-sledge dragging the mire,
    But the rattle of the spear is all that i do hear around me. read more »

    Edward Kofi Louis
  • 114.
    A Molested Porcupine On My Head

    Regarding the daily disintegration of my bad haircut
    in awed astonishment, the moth-eaten ends forming
    the outline of a badly battered mop read more »

    Margaret Alice
  • 115.
    A Love Song

    Velvet veil of violets has covered thy hair
    Ruby red roses kneel to form thy bed
    Pretty plump pansies bend to pamper thee
    Dormant drowsy dews on daffodils are shed read more »

    Farshid Rezaee
  • 116.
    The Hair

    The ritual evanesced when we observed it,
    The ritual completed when our lice grew.
    The head was full of lice, I hear them and saw each of them,
    Restraining the children with feet, the arms also. read more »

    Naveed Akram
  • 117.
    Your Crowning Glory -new-

    Jet black hair, like rain.
    So smooth, and smells so pleasant.
    Gently touch my skin. read more »

    Joan Wu Lang Pacinabo
  • 118.
    Something Wrong

    I look in the mirror to see why people stare and
    all i see is just a face with big frown yet i feel
    somethings wrong so when i turn around i see
    is just a clown.The clown that i see has a big read more »

    Lara Dawn
  • 119.
    fifteen

    You curl, you know how to curl,
    Yes you know a curl in your hair
    And you curl yourself like a
    Hair, in your bed, read more »

    RIC S. BASTASA
  • 120.
    Insomniac

    i love it when you check me at 3 o'clock in the morning
    when you touch my long black hair
    when you caress my soft, white body
    i love it when you kiss me and make love to me read more »

    Suki Nakamura
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