Many hats..
Do you seek to define me?
Well, let me help
This hat is the one I wear
when I am feeling sexy
note the sequins
and the jaunty lace.
This one is my mom hat
extra band-aids and sewing needles
hidden in the brim.
This is my thinking cap
that I stain with ink and paint
creative endeavors
are often the result
of putting it on..thusly
This cap over here
is my night cap
I use it when I need peace
and a bit of fantasy
to help my heart
and soothe my soul
This hat
with the wild patterns
is my sassy side
she dreams of pinching men’s bottoms
and doing things others would consider
a tad risky
cheekiness personified
This is my sister hat
true blue
of course
and this hat
this one over here
with it’s floppy brim
that covers my face
that’s the one I wear
when I am blue
and need to be alone
for a time..to hide my face.
I wear many hats
I am many parts
that make a whole
I am a collection
overflowing the cupboards
and peeping from closets
if you sit here awhile
I am certain
you will find a few
you might enjoy



May 10, 2008 at 12:01 am
Yayay hat poem, i have one with bells on the ends of the tassells, it is green and red, i love hat poems,
May 10, 2008 at 3:19 pm
thinking caps and hats
you make it seem old hat.
May 10, 2008 at 4:44 pm
Paul: You must watch Mr. Magorium’s Wonder Emporium, you will thank me later!
Amandzing: not old hat..comfortable hat!
May 11, 2008 at 2:56 pm
Good stuff, and hats!
May 12, 2008 at 9:47 pm
I know..who knew so many people loved them as much as I do!!