Poems About: HAIR
Poems on / about :
- carpe diem
181.The day I met you was a bad hair daythang boojie
182.The girl with the raven tresses
What smile made this soul quiver?
Shiver on this day in her audible stare
Each fingertip touch made the world
Tremble at the thought of caressing read more »Resten Swondo
183.Her Wet Hair Feels Cool on My Skin
Her wet hair feels cool on my skin
As she came fresh from the shower.
She lies near me and rest begins. read more »william mcgehee
184.Seasons of My Love
I loved a maid as fair as summer, with sunrise in her hair
There lived no other in the world could in my heart compare
Her eyes were stars of midnight bliss, her laugh a meadow breeze
I would have done all that she asked, so quick was I to please read more »Leonard Snow
185.Hair-Soft and Gorgeous
The soft, shiny, honey-blonde coloured
mass of loveliness cascades
and tumbles down your graceful neck
and curvy shoulders read more »Richard Muirhead
186.Gone but not forgotten.
My father's bald and wears a wig
My older brother shaves his head
I wonder is it infra dig
Agreeing with what mother said. read more »ivor or ivor.e hogg
She was so very peacefully still
With her hands gently crossed as she held beads
And her collar clear up to her neck
And her hair perfectly coiffed in a way read more »Holly Jamestone
188.Another Way Of Saying Crazed With Thought
there are trucks in my hair
get them out
before they drive me away
get them a garage read more »gordon nosworthy
189.Some times people just don’t get me
Some people just see my face
Glossy lips mascara-coated lasses and
Pink Rosy checks but that’s just the out side
There is so much more to me more than pink hair read more »leona True
190.Do You Know?
Do You Know?
Do you notice me watching
how your hair falls around your face,
how your eyes shift from side to side, read more »Amanda Miranda
You've already taken my lunch, my socks, my long-distance binocs,
Now what do you want?
More Hair! read more »John W. McEwers
192.Take Care, Take Care
Bind up, bind up your dark bright hair
And hide the smouldering sunken fire.
Let it be held no more than fair, read more »John Freeman