This leaves me with a sense of utter peace. Lovely!
gosh, i got the sense of a need to barricade. whoosh!
Its like danger and peace all in one! Nice.
Maybe because my daughter is leaving for college soon, I read this as a wish to hold on to your child's childhood. Beautiful.
This is perfect, MZ. Maybe my fave of yours this month.. only because I love dandelion wishes and am partial to locks of golden hair.I love how you used the words 'sprite' and 'seed' in this.
A great sense of freedom in this but also of connection and love.
I get a feeling of peace/uneasiness in this...a wish, a spell...hmm...Love it!!
I love the play between the hair and flower. I also secind Susie.
I love "sprite the air with wishes"!K
This is very cool!
beautiful summer sun hair..
this poem moves through a six senses! loved it.
wishes that seed the tongue is such a great line and I love the sharpness that you open with by the use of scythe.
I feel like I opened a portal to childhood or maybe the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe-wow!
Been taking scalps again, MZ?
Theirs a finality here of something enjoyed and a sweet need to hold on to the memory.
Sound very spring-y.
"daisy chain the door".... hmmm. Which door? ~
She asks me why I'm just a hairy guy. I'm hairy noon and night. Hair that's a fright. I'm hairy high and low. Don't ask me why. Don't know. It's not for lack for bread. Like The Gratetful Dead. Darlin'. Give me a head with Hair. Long beautiful Hair. Shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen. Give me down to there Hair. Shoulder lenght or longer Hair. Here baby, there Mama. Everywhere Daddy Daddy Hair. Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair. Flow it. Show it. Long as God can grow it my Hair. Let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees. Give a home for the fleas in my Hair. A home for the fleas. Yeah. A hive for the bees. Oh yeah. A nest for the birds. There ain't no words for the beauty, the splendor, the wonder of my Hair. Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair. Flow it. Show it. Long as God can grow it my Hair. I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy. Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty, oily, greasy, fleecy. Shining, steaming, gleaming, flaxen, waxen. Knotted, polka dotted, twisted, beaded, braided. Powdered, flowered, and confettied. Mangled, tangled, spangled, and spaghetti. Ohy say can you see? My eyes if you can then my Hair's to short. Down to here. Down to there. Down to where it stops by itself. Do do do do do do do do. They'll be gaga at the go go when they see me in my toga. My toga made of blond, brilliantined, Biblical Hair. My Hair like Jesus wore it. Halleluja I adore it. Halleluja Mary loved her son. Why don't my mother love me? Hair. Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair. Flow it. Show it. Long as God can grow it my Hair. Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair. Flow it. Show it. Long as God can grow it my Hair. Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair. Flow it. Show it. Long as God can grow it my Hair. Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair, Hair. Flow it. Show it. Long as God can grow it my Hair.Sorry you said 'Hair' and the lyrics jumped in my haid
"Fingers scythe" is brilliant...
I like this one very much. It seems to hold so many different emotions.PatCritter Alley
Love this! Great imagery! Very compact and concise!
I am grinning, thinking of my blonde locks and dandelion destruction--all in love--as a wee one.
Sorry I SAW HAIR AND THIS FLASHED IN MY BRAIN, momentary insanity
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