Arlene Corwin Poetry

I like looking like a boy.

Those massive locks

That locked in looks

From boys and men –

Well, that was then

And now is now.

I’ve thrown out needs

And taken in

Convenience, suitability

Which looks as nice – e’en twice as nice

To those bystanders’ gawking shoulders

(Appeal’s molder in the eyes

Of the beholder),

Now it’s time for short and neat,

Just as cute

When coexisting with a sweet,

Kind, loving nature;

Character,

Persona’s self charisma

Which as hypnotic, gives off honey’s own melisma,*

Charm’s attraction which,

If used correctly

Does more good

Than all the ringlets ever could.

*a group of notes sung to one syllable of text.

^{I Like Looking Like A Boy 11.24.2016}

^{Circling Round Aging; Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Vanities II;Circling Round Woman II;}

^{Arlene Corwin}