Before a misty morning mirror
above a half-filled basin
such cold water was I braving
simply to lave my face in
but the coldest cut of all
and it only hurts when I smile
I severely slit myself while
I was busy shaving
but did my frozen fingers fumble
or was it just a rusty razor
which sorely needs replacement
that figured in my defacement
as there were many a slip
'twixt blade and lip
Categories:
close shave, fun, humorous, me, silly,
Form: Rhyme
Breaking points are reached
when you are gliding
just is as smooth as silk.
Acceptable risks go rogue,
easy-street gets bumpy;
beware then
for there are gopher holes,
shoals of piranha appear
in rain puddles,
then sleeping moles awaken in your head
and they don't like smooth.
Categories:
close shave, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Close Shave Then Away Would Slave
had been a close shave
and then away we would slave
all our money slave
Jim Horn
Categories:
close shave, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
Should a Sheik seek a shave
Who'd shave a Sheik,
Sheik shavers should surely
So Sheik shavers Sheiks seek.
Entry for
Twist my Tongue Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Nina Parmenter
17/1/2020. Placed 3rd.
Categories:
close shave, humorous, silly,
Form: Rhyme
Sand slipped away through an hour glass timer
Oblivious to a bottle neck of irrevocable pain
Next to a tube of toothpaste and a cake of soap
It rested under a broken mirror in the washroom
Not far from 4 ply loo role waiting for meaning
Tim needed a brave shave and brazen reflection
Reached for the cabinet holding razor and brush
Decay had become a bit too long in the tooth but
His silver tinged stubble was tangled and weary of
Hiding wrinkles and forced smiles on his cheek
Can’t turn the clock back however much I might try
His gaze fell upon fine comb and elegant scissors
Sharp and bright eyed he glanced at ambivalent shears
Growth and change resides on the inside he pondered
Tim tied beads to his beard instead and let his hair down
06th January 2020
Categories:
close shave, courage,
Form: Free verse
Homeless man shaved
By cop saved
Categories:
close shave, appreciation, blue, poetry, recovery
Form: Couplet
Close Shave With Wave In Cave
Were cautiously surfing in a cave,
When there had been a big wave;
While inside,
We could hide;
With sides of wall had close shave.
Jim Horn
Categories:
close shave, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
The lawn awaits the mower’s blade
The blade of dullest steel is made
The smoke of petrol fumes abound
As the mower is pushed around
The grass beard trimmed of morning shade
Categories:
close shave, garden, green, nature,
Form: Quintilla
Ol’ Pete he had a new gal friend that he wanted to prank—
His idear was to shoot her silhouette like Buckskin Frank!
It was Frank Leslie that first shot holes all around his girl—
So Pete thought he’d do it too or at least give it a whirl!
But what he did not count on was the mettle of that dame—
After he pulled his little trick, he never was the same!
He did not know her fuse was short and she practiced with knives—
And that her list of beaus was long and how most lost their lives!
So when he commenced to shootin’ round his new love, Molly,
She done started throwin’ knives and ‘bout clipped him, by golly!
Pete learned his lesson as she sat down and played piano—
As he pulled out knives thrown south that near made him soprano.
And Prickly swore that nevermore would he shoot at his mate—
At least not wives that packed sharp knives and would likely castrate!
Categories:
close shave, cowboy-western, funny, life, lost
Form: Cowboy Poetry