Hair Cuts and Habits
Hair Cuts and Habits
The story of my life.
I am from Cadburys creamy chocolate melting into your taste-buds like a diver in the sea,
from strawberry blond curls united with a bow,
and the Ugly Betty theme tune.
I am from autumn leaves grazing the ground under a rusted red swing seat blowing limp in the breeze,
from cobalt blue checked pinafores on the bodies of youth,
and open top bus tours.
I am from nervous tooth sucking as math tests are being returned into the trembling hands of teens,
from the silver streaks in a black lagoon of my dad’s hair,
and fairy cup cakes with pink icing.
I am from Rajasthani puppets dripping with mirrors and bestowed with plaits of silver and gold,
from the padding of American cocker spaniels springing up and down with movement,
from gooey flapjacks.
I am from structuring dens with long lasting friends under the trampoline at slumber parties,
from milk mustaches that soak your upper lip,
and scorching sand on the souls of my feet.
I am from thirteen years,
conserved in black and white photographs,
coffee-stained with time,
sprinkled with dust,
drenched in memories.
Filed under Poetry | Comments (10)10 Responses to “Hair Cuts and Habits”
This is amazing. AMAZING.How do you write so well?
why i’ll be thankin’ ya missy!
tell me some things you like one day and i can probs make a poem like this out of it.
you just extended your thoughts.
Oh my gosh – You are like the best poet I know! How do you even come up with these? They are so AMAZING!
Nice poem you have a way with words cant wait to read some more of your poems
That was a really nice poem. thanks for posting it.
this is really cool how you have all of this information on here and how to do cute cuts and stuff I like it its so cute and cool and I love the name russian rose its beautiful!
Wow you really are amazing, nice work!
The tragedy of life is not so much what men suffer, but what they miss. (Thomas Carlyle, British essayist and historian)