ISHTAR'S BAD HAIR DAY

ISHTAR'S BAD HAIR DAY

A Poem by A.T.B.

 

The first sad look today is
in my cracked mirror.
Today is a good day for a
sassy
short
hair
cut
that would show my almond
gazelle eyes and sensual lips.
I need something to accentuate
my beautifully pronounced
features and disguise
my not so many flaws.
What I need for this bulky
coarse hair of mine
is a cut using
graduated
layers.
To create added texture,
I need the
ends
chipped
and razored.
I need Hathem with his
feminine bold “touch.”
His metallic clip-clipping scissors
and warm running fingers
send quivers down my spine
long after the leather seat
is cold.
 
But these luridly repugnant
long bearded men from another
time ambled into his salon
and said they disliked his tune.
Ludicrous!
They shot him in the head
turning his hair red which
didn’t go well with his complexion.
 
A thunderous boom outside
my window.
I look back into the mirror.
My face acquired a new crack.
What a sad look I have today.
 

© 2008 A.T.B.


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this depicts essential vanity, utmost virgoism... neat concept with the imagery to back it up.

Posted 12 Years Ago


What a brilliant twist and excellent show of the prejudisms we all live with each day. Kudos on this. Going in favorites.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Brilliant!

The first sad look today is
in my cracked mirror.

Now, nomatter how good a poem is if the first lines aren't distinctive the reader would not want to complete it. When I saw the name included hair cut, i admit i was reluctant to read it but, after reading the first line I was hooked. So congratulations on attracting an audience who usually would not be interested in those type of poems. I have nothing negative to say since the entire poem was good. It was not what I expected and I love being surprised. So keep it up!

Posted 12 Years Ago



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