Oh, temptress.
Oversized grey fedora
White top hat with feathered pin.
Black newsboy cap.
These hats cry to come home with me.
I.
Must.
Resist.
Oh!
Purple cloche,
how adorable you are;
you are
entirely
irresistible.
Fine.
I give up.
I’ll wear you home.
.
.
The Irresistible itself, a “Canadian 1918 Hat”
A cloche hat always makes me feel like I’m channeling Phryne Fisher! 🙂
A jaunty hat catches eyes
inspires a smile.
A jaunty hat always tries
to beguile
but it’s too happy to seduce
its morals are not loose
That hat’s a joyful
welcome mat to fun.
It’s the hat
that first catches their attention.
Who wears hats these days,
but cowboys and teen punks?
and the punks have it backwards.
Her round little hat hasn’t enough brim
to keep off much sun,
but it has enough character to keep off
the bores and the introverts,
and that’s enough.
She doesn’t seem to notice them
drawing into the walls as she goes by,
their fear is palpable, but she is insensible.
It’s not outwardly a power hat, in fact, it’s kind of cute,
but no one wears hats these days who doesn’t wear
a confidence that scares off
weaker souls.
That indelicate,
audacious hat
is either affectation
or jaunty celebration.
No one wears hats
as giddy as that
without expection
of societal reprobation.
Folks bristle at
such frivolous hats,
set in bold flirtation
against societal fixation.
It’s true. But THAT
astonishing, stupedous hat,
deserves an ovation,
from the entire nation.
Shawn L. Bird 