Opposites

My first poetic blog. Enjoy….. or not.

Opposites

The hat was pink and floppy with a large, bright pin.
Her hair flowing, flowing forever
Over her loose Indian smock

He was stiff like his hat, 
A stiff black hat with a black band, 
A funeral hat for every day

He hated her hat, 
Her pink floppy hat,
He loved her without the hat,
The pink floppy hat

She wished he would take off the stiff black hat.
Did he wear it in bed? In the bath?
She could love him without the hat, 
The stiff black hat

She went to the river,
Flowing, flowing forever, 
And threw in the hat,
The pink floppy hat

He went to the cliffs,
The high black cliffs and jumped…