Long Poems About No Poo
#NoPoo
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
20th Dec 2021 7:52am
20th Dec 2021 7:52am
Robust.
From deep secreted annals
as far back as memories cling
a headiness skulks
roaming of rich robust
nostalgia
i absent-mindedly drifted off this morning
hypnotized by way of coffee drips
and the magic therein
...
.
.
My daddy's scratchy face
i whine a faint complaint
he chuckles, sleep still clinging
lovingly settling me in his lap
i instantly lean into the warmth
of his safe frame
Smells of dark ambrosia, almost...
as far back as memories cling
a headiness skulks
roaming of rich robust
nostalgia
i absent-mindedly drifted off this morning
hypnotized by way of coffee drips
and the magic therein
...
.
.
My daddy's scratchy face
i whine a faint complaint
he chuckles, sleep still clinging
lovingly settling me in his lap
i instantly lean into the warmth
of his safe frame
Smells of dark ambrosia, almost...
#love
#father
#coffee
#nostalgia
#NoPoo
677 reads
39 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
17th Oct 2021 00:19am
17th Oct 2021 00:19am
Antithesis. (flight instructions for the good natured)
O' flight
of
wonderment
s o a r i n g
multicolored
majesty
splayed
wide
of
open wings
fly, fly
hinted harms
left upon
tarred mouths
[flap]
confidence
climbs
carried upon
rambunctious
wind
[flaps]
chattering
of plots-
gushing ...
of
wonderment
s o a r i n g
multicolored
majesty
splayed
wide
of
open wings
fly, fly
hinted harms
left upon
tarred mouths
[flap]
confidence
climbs
carried upon
rambunctious
wind
[flaps]
chattering
of plots-
gushing ...
#rhyming
#TruthOfLife
#freedom
#metaphor
#NoPoo
643 reads
39 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
17th Sep 2021 00:48am
17th Sep 2021 00:48am
Rainbows
There was an elder woman who sat upon the highest majestic mountains
High above the valleys below and the beautiful rolling hills
Her ordained job was to oversee the habitants who roamed its sacred grounds
Each and every day these citizens would speak goodness to be settled upon the mountains.
One day a storm brewed on the horizon turning the beautiful lush valley below dark
The overseer made revisions to make sure its residents was secured, dry, and gave everyone self-assurance.
And this too shall past
The overseer...
High above the valleys below and the beautiful rolling hills
Her ordained job was to oversee the habitants who roamed its sacred grounds
Each and every day these citizens would speak goodness to be settled upon the mountains.
One day a storm brewed on the horizon turning the beautiful lush valley below dark
The overseer made revisions to make sure its residents was secured, dry, and gave everyone self-assurance.
And this too shall past
The overseer...
#love
#kindness
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#NoPoo
777 reads
15 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
1st Aug 2021 4:43am
1st Aug 2021 4:43am
lessons from a quick descent and the strength of long fought survival. (+Spoken Word)
I used to be
light and airy
floating along
all niceties and sweetness
sifting days upon days
of warm sunshine
and soft grass
between my toes
I used to laugh easily
finding humor
in the weird and unusual
a sound filled
with genuine joy
mischievous, yet alluring
always looking forward
to a really great punchline
and the belly ache
from nonstop giggles
I used to sing
and dance
of soulfulness
that seared mighty ...
light and airy
floating along
all niceties and sweetness
sifting days upon days
of warm sunshine
and soft grass
between my toes
I used to laugh easily
finding humor
in the weird and unusual
a sound filled
with genuine joy
mischievous, yet alluring
always looking forward
to a really great punchline
and the belly ache
from nonstop giggles
I used to sing
and dance
of soulfulness
that seared mighty ...
#TruthOfLife
#pandemic
#NoPoo
801 reads
49 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
9th Jul 2021 10:46am
9th Jul 2021 10:46am
a summertime's worth of liberation
The scent of honeysuckle
infiltrates my memories
conjuring long bike rides
banana seats
and double dipped ice cream cones
Those first senses of teen freedom,
watermelon jolly ranchers
building forts
making nightly fire pits
for warding off mosquitoes
From days first light
until fireflies twinkle bright;
being among those friends
was sacred and profound, that group
was certainty in friends forever
Having the time of your life (up...
infiltrates my memories
conjuring long bike rides
banana seats
and double dipped ice cream cones
Those first senses of teen freedom,
watermelon jolly ranchers
building forts
making nightly fire pits
for warding off mosquitoes
From days first light
until fireflies twinkle bright;
being among those friends
was sacred and profound, that group
was certainty in friends forever
Having the time of your life (up...
#memories
#nostalgia
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
#NoPoo
439 reads
22 Comments
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