Red for danger

Lady Lilith, by Rossetti

Lady Lilith, by Rossetti

A bit disappointing I said to the glass,
It’s not really orange, it almost has class…
It’s still bright and vivid, I have to concede,
But a rather more virulent shade’s what I need.

You’ve guessed it, I’ve been at the bottle again,
No, not ‘mother’s ruin’, just dyeing the mane…
The dog thinks it’s funny and raises her brow
You can tell that she’s wondering what I’m at now!

My usual colour was not on the shelf
Let’s go for adventure, I thought to myself
Selecting a box that looked several shades lighter,
In hopes of a beacon to make the day brighter.

A date with the scissors was next in the diary,
I’m growing the stuff and it looked a bit wiry,
So dig out the meat shears and hack away quickly
(A sight to leave any coiffeur feeling sickly).

It could be much worse, for it doesn’t look bad…
(Well… better at least than a used scouring pad).
You can cover up much when your hair is so curly
And even a massacred mop can look girlie.

I didn’t want smooth hair, or ringlets or dreadlocks,
Just something that’s easy to do with my red locks,
You could call it wild but that sounds a bit dressy,
It’s probably fairer to just call it messy.

I might call it ‘windswept’, ‘cause that’s a bit nearer,
“You cut it yourself, dear?”… it couldn’t be clearer,
Though auto-coiffure may appear a bit scary,
Hairdressing is by definition quite hairy.

So pass me the scissors and don’t be alarmed,
Even though you may panic to see me thus armed
But hell, I don’t care… you can just call it bed-head…
And take my advice… never mess with a red-head.

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About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue  passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
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24 Responses to Red for danger

  1. A Misanthropic Bear's avatar Running Elk says:

    lol… though a little disappointed that the good Lady Lilith has stood in for the picture we all want to see… 😀

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  2. Robert's avatar Robert says:

    It reminds me of my teenage fascination and experiments of henna on dark blonde/light brown hair – fiery copper 🙂

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  3. beth's avatar ksbeth says:

    such a cute and sassy poem and i understand the color thing totally. )

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  4. As someone who once had my hair dyed punky plum, I admire your pluck.
    I wanted to see a photo of your tresses, but, no such luck.
    (This doesn’t nearly match your charming poem, which I did enjoy. Come on, Sue, where’s a photo of you?) 😉

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  5. Bravo! Standing Ovation! And let all of those asking for the photo use their imagination. I’m sure its absolutely lovely, Sue 😉

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