- Non-Erotic Poetry
- blonde like me
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Click hereAre you a real blonde?
he wants to know, in tones of
accusation and arousal.
I wrap my strands, in notes of
wheat, honey and chamomile,
around my hand, trying to glimpse
this magic so often sought
by others.
What does that mean?
I ask him, in tones of
flirtation and suspicion.
He narrows his eyes, in imitation of
my mocking tone, trying to explain
a stereotype so ingrained it
seems like truth
to him.
I mean, is it natural?
he goes on, in tones of
frustration and pursuit.
I know what he means, in some of
the ways he means it, trying to make
me fit the ice queen, bimbo, bombshell,
soccer mom, or femme fatale
and failing.
What's it take to be real?
I continue, in tones of
provocation and skepticism.
He stares so hard it burns, trying to size
up my challenge, see if he can take me
like the spoils of ideological conflict, a
war bride.
Why do you make it so hard?
he asks me now, in tones of
high dudgeon and haughteur.
I watch him leave, trying to remember
a life before the color of my hair was
mistaken for the content of my soul, when
being natural and real meant
more than simply being free
of bleach.
- COMMENTS
OSoBuffabout 17 years agoAlright, so hair color's just the icing on the cake but my real blonde cake has more going on upstairs than any other color in the box.
BOSTONFICTIONWRITERabout 17 years agoSo...are you a real blonde?
It only matters to the one who colors her hair if she colors her hair. Real blondes aren't bothered with hair color, not really, kind of, not at all.
My girlfried is a real blonde but colors it to hide the "Yikes!" grey.
Now, if only you could write a poem about, gee, I don't know...real tits? What do you think? Are they real or are the silicon.
Great poem. I love it.
EmJ0385about 17 years agoJust love blonde poems, especially when it's someone other than the blonde that's the bimbo. The secret's not in the hair color but in if it's natural and what's underneath! EM
Angelineabout 17 years agoto see a new poem from you. This is a terrific monologue that explores what it means to be a blonde and exposes the stereotypes that mistake the person the image. Thanks for the read, Risia!
wildsweetoneabout 17 years agoI mentioned this poem in the New Poem Review thread in the Poetry Forum. - wildsweetone
