Hair Daze

Oh, the glorious memories of past days

Combing long flowing hair with swept back duck-tails

Smooth waves that would make a surfer gaze

Sadly the glory days leave only tales

But, I do remember the TV ad…

Brylcreem… A little dab’ll do ya!”

Photo: Me in about the seventh grade!

Today at d’Verse, De Jackson is taking me into my past, asking us to write a Quadrille poem (exactly 44 words) with the word dab in it. When I as an adolescent, I had lots of hair. Brylcreem was my hair cream. It is amazing what you could do with it when combing it back into the Elvis Presley style duck-tail wave. Funny how the jingles never seem to leave your brain. 😎

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Sweet Friendship

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Remember the days when just being close to a girl/guy
Made the day a little brighter and smiles a little bigger?
Fun days when carefree spirits shared the swing
Then took off to look for another adventure in the woods.
Oh for the days of youth // when life was a lightness of being;
Formative times of learning about life and love and relationships
Laying the foundation for future responsibilities
and more permanent bonds of commitment.

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Puppy Love

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Puppy Love

Gouging deep breaking smooth Maple bark

He carved his initials with hers in a heart

Imaginary lovers… she will never know

He’s only thirteen and hormones flow

Fantasies of a chance to hold her hand

To share how he feels as she sits in the stands

A dark haired beauty with a captivating smile

Slim angel of dreams on his mind for awhile

But this love though sweet was never meant to be

Except in the mind of a boy like me

Daydreams and night dreams in my brain collide

Adolescent shyness keeps words locked inside

She’ll never know I was her biggest fan

Who wanted to be near and hold her hand

Many years came and now are gone

But those puppy love dreams still remain

Adolescent fantasies never die

They’re just to be remembered

And put away with a sigh


Photo: From the family album