NoPoo

when I think of you
I miss the insight
such clean simplicity
powerful emotion
a true passion
and a hidden compassion
for those deserving.
Reaching out
to enlighten me
with an eloquence of
starkness
Opening my eyes,
wide in understanding
.... I was an almost stranger
Yet, not to the Cold

I hold out hope , you're a presence soon known.


#Nopoo
1/09/21
10:5 8am EST

#NoPoo [1].
Better late than never.

NoPoo #44 (01-09-21)

Ooh, 6 more til the half century. may I provisionally congratulate you on your posts thusly far. well done lady.

I think I'm on 25, which to be fair is more than I've posted in three years combined


welcome, Northern Soul  
(I think that may have been a title for a Mod compilation some years back)


ladies and gents, I am often in awe at your consistency. you are all an inspiration and source of encouragement ('specially Blue) and I thank you all sincerely

end of speech. please continue


#NoPoo

lepperochan said:Ooh, 6 more til the half century. may I provisionally congratulate you on your posts thusly far. well done lady.

I think I'm on 25, which to be fair is more than I've posted in three years combined


welcome, Northern Soul  
(I think that may have been a title for a Mod compilation some years back)


ladies and gents, I am often in awe at your consistency. you are all an inspiration and source of encouragement ('specially Blue) and I thank you all sincerely

end of speech. please continue


#NoPoo

Thank you muchly, lepp
*tips my hat
🌹
xo

10.01.2020
6.34pm
#NoPoo

Look at me
Into my eyes
the window to my soul
he whispers still
long ago and far away
the now and then
he lives still
here and there
eyes, deep dark brown

fireflies

#NoPoo [2]

.. an uncommon coldness.



Wrapped in my pseudo cold weathered best
braced for a Floridian version of chill
coldness claws and sneers it's snark jest
to frozen bone—shivering in an icy heart's peril
  eyes pried open in pure vivid clear
crystal in force with a tender-like care
S l o w l y....the wind soon absconds,
While the frost brushes it's uncommon spiked flare



#Nopoo
1/10/2021
11:36am EST

11.1.2021
3.45am
#NoPoo

I lost my voice
again
screaming my anger
I sang strings of rock song
your favourites
I know you would've applauded
the croaks of a rocker wannabe
but it was better than that ululating keening in my head

The Wind Knows My Name

The wind knows my name
He whispers to me as he brushes past my lips to softly claim
His strong gust blows my emotions away
Raising my skirt wherever he wants to play
Gently lifting my hair whipping it around my face
No other force of nature gets that privilege to invade my personal space

Unintentionally messes up my hairdo when the draft moves
My red ribbon floating in the wind, his souvenir from our just due
In the absence of his poetic affection
Then he blows my way to advise me of his devotion, his dedication
I hear his echoes rustling above the towering trees
Moving the leaves startling me
He’s such a faceless tease

He knows I will look up
Love always for his airy presence from the sugary rim of my seductive cup
His strong energy retains my presence in place, from going forward, I’m totally never free
But wait, ooh, he can be very demanding when he’s angry I have come to see
No one can escape his wraith when he churns in the ocean or sea
He brings that gush, and then a tidal wave overcoming the essence of me
Flooding my emotions as I try to flee

I’ve tried to run, and even hide
Until he shows me the summer breeze of his softer side
Propelling my stance from behind as I’m standing alone
He has my heart, mind, and there’s no place like home
I wonder does the wind blow beyond the stars
If it does, please tell Zephyrus the wind God who sits on the planet of Mars
My ladder cannot extend beyond the clouds to reach that far


NoPoo #45 (01-10-21)

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