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I cut off all my hair
and I regretted it the second the woman snipped her scissors.
This hair had served me well, you know
Dealing with dye since the last time
I actually grew a fraction of an inch.
Keeping my neck warm in the withering winters of Connecticut for so many years
It didn't object each time I tried
to hippify my life, with each new shampoo and conditioning combo.
It never qualmed about the constant ponytails in summer,
leaving the wacky, unnatural waves halfway down -
or worse, each time I tried to
hipsterfy my life, with fancy updos and more bobby pins than I knew what to do with.
When necessary, my hair would hide me from the gawking eyes
Filthy lies, hide me from the cruelty of the world around me.
My hair gave up when I let it.
It's in a legal envelope like a baby's first haircut with the last hair tie I ever used.
No longer do I pull it back in that ever-friendly, familiar way,
or pass the time braiding away
just to undo and redo it,
all over again.
and I regretted it the second the woman snipped her scissors.
This hair had served me well, you know
Dealing with dye since the last time
I actually grew a fraction of an inch.
Keeping my neck warm in the withering winters of Connecticut for so many years
It didn't object each time I tried
to hippify my life, with each new shampoo and conditioning combo.
It never qualmed about the constant ponytails in summer,
leaving the wacky, unnatural waves halfway down -
or worse, each time I tried to
hipsterfy my life, with fancy updos and more bobby pins than I knew what to do with.
When necessary, my hair would hide me from the gawking eyes
Filthy lies, hide me from the cruelty of the world around me.
My hair gave up when I let it.
It's in a legal envelope like a baby's first haircut with the last hair tie I ever used.
No longer do I pull it back in that ever-friendly, familiar way,
or pass the time braiding away
just to undo and redo it,
all over again.
Literature
Curtains
If I could fabricate sheets, they would be made of the finest silk.
If I could make a rope, It would be of the choicest strands.
If I could tailor a suit, it would be of the darkest black, as there is no classier color.
If I could build me a house, my shutters would be yellow like a duck and made of hickory.
If I were to sew curtains for those windows, I'd make them of the crimson hair and on the panes I'd paint a picture of you.
Literature
Always
Alone upon the hill,
you stand.
Winters hand,
grips your limbs,
cold wind ripping,
at your core.
Just a shadow of yourself,
stands before the world.
But fear not,
soon winters hold,
will be burnt sunder.
Once more the light,
will fill your core.
Once more you shall bloom,
once more the beauty,
in you shall shine.
and know this,
alone you shall never stand,
for no matter were,
no matter what.
Be it light,
be it dark.
You shall always,
have a freind,
in me
Literature
Why..?
I loved you, you loved me.
Why did you have to leave me?
I don't understand, I still don't.
You left this world, without letting me know.
Never getting to see you one last time.
Nor putting my arms around your neck to hug you.
The bond I had with you, will never break.
Even if your gone, I will always cherish our moments together.
Cherish the days I rode upon your back.
Where I feed you, watered, bathed, even exercised.
Ever moment we had together, I will cherish always.
Will I ever meet you again?
I hope so, mostly in my dreams.
Will you visit me there?
Taking me on long rides.
I wish I could have saved you.
Like you have saved my life
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So way back a few months ago, I wrote a "me" poem in Poetry Club.
This is what I came up with.
[[ Disclaimer: my hair is in a legal envelope because I wanted to donate it, but found out after the fact that dyed hair isn't accepted. I am not weird, I swear. ]]
This is what I came up with.
[[ Disclaimer: my hair is in a legal envelope because I wanted to donate it, but found out after the fact that dyed hair isn't accepted. I am not weird, I swear. ]]
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I really like this. it's very.... truthful. you put thought into it. it's very nice. ^.^