Poetry Friday – Scary Beards

It’s Friday! And you know what that means: Poetry! Want to know more about Poetry Friday? Click this link right here. And be sure to check out the lovely Tabatha Yeatts blog, The Opposite of Indifference, to see this week’s round up of wonderful poetry related posts, blogs and goodness.

Happy October and Happy Poetry Friday! The past few days have been mildly pleasant here in SW Florida. It has still been hitting 90 degrees, but the sticky, sweaty edge in the air was missing.

Last week, I announced that I would be doing #Poemtober this month and I even came up with a spooky prompt list of childhood fears. I have been dropping the ball on sharing my poems-isn’t that part of the purpose of using a hashtag? I’m hoping to get caught up over on my instagram account over the next few days, but I thought I’d share one of my poems here as well.

I think it is fairly common for some kids to be afraid of men with facial hair. I know little kids were sometimes afraid of my dad because of his big bushy beard (fun fact-not even my mom has seen my dad clean shaven). I got to thinking and came up with the poem below. I hope you enjoy!

Scary ‘Stache

Mutton chops
Dapper or brash

Sneaky mustache

Waiting for night

Now asleep
Squeeze their necks tight

Most boys
Cannot wait
“Beards are great,”they rave

Not me
To be sure
I think I’ll just shave

By Rebecca Herzog, 2018

12 thoughts on “Poetry Friday – Scary Beards

  1. My husband always had a beard, though not bushy. One day he decided to shave it off for a change & our (then young) daughter cried and cried, said she had lost her daddy! Perspective is everything, right? I hope you post more of those fears, Rebecca!

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