Red Hair

Poem by A.R. Rose

Her red curls spiral in the wind

her white complexion glowing

her rosy cheeks 

her sea blue eyes

her beauty doesn't come from the outside

but from within,

her caring kind nature,

makes her more beautiful,

left alone to ride free through the mountains,

on her white horse ,

never taunt her,

never taunt her,

her red hair is a sign of freedom,

and she should never be deprived of it.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem. I do like the red -hair beauty.
"her red hair is a sign of freedom,
and she should never be deprived of it."
I agree with the above lines. Red-hair beauties have a wild streak in them and a free spirit. Thank you my friend for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[apennylate]

I love red hair, and this is a simply put, but elegantly captured frame of mind. Well done. Love the repeated line... Never taunt her, no, never taunt her...

[Heather]

Lovely free verse.
There's a small typo: you wrote white hoarse instead of horse.
Thanks for sharing.

[A.R. Rose]

thanks for the information , i'll be sure to correct it