MeeAugraphie

Earth’s Hair

It is not vanity
that grows her long hair

for truth be told she
looks better with shorter locks

and this she knows

but just as
nature bares tree branches to catch the winter sun,
she bares her neck for summer breezes

and just as
tree leaves drop to warm the land beneath
she drops her hair to protect skin from cold

her connection to earth’s cycle

and one day again,

just as nature prunes for better growth
she will cut back her flowing locks

and as nature’s felled trees are re-used by man
Locks of Love will reuse her hair for child

but until that appointed day
she will toss her long hair
as wind tosses Spanish Moss

and feel her toes grip the sand
as she twirls in wild abandonment of self

MeeAugraphie
04/14/09

14 of 30, April 2009 Prompt: Tuesday Title Earth’s Hair, suggested by MIchelle @ Poefusion. Check out what others wrote using that title!

Check out the good done by Locks Of Love. I donated my hair only once, but will again, in the next year, and mine has so much gray it will most likely be sold to defray expenses – but that is OK.

It takes a lot of hair to make one hairpiece for a child. And, yours and mine will grow back, though there are days I have to remind myself that, in honesty, because the truth be told, lot of truth in this poem; wild abandonment just feels more wild with long hair than short – to me. I’ve said before, I wish I had known about Locks of Love when I was younger.

Locks of Love

Note: I did not plan to write about Locks of Love, Earth’s Hair as a title took me to wild abandonment – but Locks of Love just jumped on in. That is the wonder of Muse and unconscious. That is Life Poetry.

Tags: hair, Locks of Love, poetry
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