Scissors Poems

how to walk with sissors

you asked me how to walk with scissors
I said my dear,
that's so bizarre
that's like asking how to get to Georgia
without using planes or cars,

a better man 
than myself
would've told you
darling
if you wanted to learn how to walk with scissors
you're better off crawling

you hold them by the blade my love
just like you did to me
you tell

A needle more than scissors

There once was a noble man, a tailor, 
A great soul disguised in a routine role, 
In sea of humdrum life, a skilled sailor 
In search of a hallowed path of plain goal. 
A king when came to him, homage to pay, 
Gifted a pair of scissors made of gold 
That left the sage ponder,

I Don'T Like the Look of Those Scissors, Darling

But a brush and a touch, one parting more.
Delilah, Moon-girl, you stole my strong light.
I, your Sun-boy, am shorn having blackout,
but remember my close shaves, the honey
and dead days, my foes jaw-struck,
as the long-winded she-ass brays in my ear.
With influence silverish, drowning golden locks,
the egg-eating fish-god wins for a period
till dawn's yellow meets me at

Painted Scissors

I just want to be me, free to exist,
rest knowing everything inside is seen;
The somber parts also need to be kissed,
if it's love then there is no in between;

Really, can't I simply be who I am? 
Tired of only being half a vision;
Start to feel better in this skin then bam!
Intrusive thoughts offer no solution;

Snipping

Running With Scissors

The dangers of health and safety 
Cannot possibly be overstated
Because yesterday I tripped over 
A pile of paper H&S related 

It's a minefield of regulation
I've bought a tsunami plan 
And six fire extinguishers 
For a one-man-business band 

The ludicrous requirements 
Are completely over the top... 
Soon I'll have to wear safety goggles 
When I vac

What If the Scissors Got Angry

I start out by looking around the room
And thinking what if the clock ran down the stairs
Jumped out the window and landed on the calendar?

What if the scissors got angry with the crayons?
Would there be a massacre?
Would my muse name it?

My muse wakes up upon hearing her name.
She is persnickety and wants to change most

Scissors

SCISSORS

     
     S cissors to hold pair of metal blades fastened at middle 
     C utting paper, cutting cloth, other materials
     I nstrument so simple to make pieces
     S hearing tools though hand operated.
 

Like Scissors and Paper

I have the shoes, you have the socks.
We can be snug together but you like things 
hard as rocks.

I'm an eraser, just tell me when
and I'll be there, only if you don't freaking
use a pen.

You have a key, and I have a lock
it fits perfectly, but to open the door
you'd rather knock.

So puh-lease boy, gimme

Scissors Man

You're a waste of a man
The last choice for a sane person
The weirdest weirdo amidst weirdos
You just don't fit in —
Like a pole climbing strap
Trying to be forced into a blue Jeans
What an abuse of the word, Belt...

You're not the tallest
Nor the darkest
Neither are you the brightest
Yet, whenever you're amidst your peers
You're always singled out

Wendy Scissor Hands

CUTE WENDS SCISSOR HANDS

It’s lock down in Jozi, a state of emergency
As you know,
Wends my hair dresser sent me a what’s app,
Haven’t seen her for Three weeks or so,
She’s bored, so started to cut her front and back
Lawn with her scissors,
As for now has no customers, so does not use
Her salon’s mirrors!

Scissors

Scissors cutting baby curls
Hair dropping at a breakneck pace
Husband arriving at the door
Horror etched upon his face
What are you doing to our baby girl
I simply can't relate
To our darling little girl
Not having curly hair but straight

Scissors

“And you may love me like a saint, but you’ll lose faith eventually” – Cut the String, Mother Mother

I’ve got the scissors ready—
Never been one to cut straight,
But let me tell you—I cut just the same!
After all, it helps me breathe, when you’re away

Now I don’t mean that in a horrible sense
Where’s the lines that

Set Complete and Let Loose

For Steve with Love

More vague than unclear the causes cry out an alibi.
I choke on sour taste as I attempt to slide by.

Feelings bunch up, they crouch within my throat.
My tries to set them loose, just cause them to float.

I want to make it complete,
just take this life and wrap it up all nice and

Scissors

You ask what the scars on my knees are from
I say its because I've been knocked down
Over and over again
But it just means I’m good at standing up

And you ask about the dotted white on my ankles
I say I've dropped any too many
Half empty half full glasses
On my feet

You point at the scar under my

Rock, Scissors, Paper

Rock, scissors, paper 

 A game that you never let me to win 

 You, the coral which stand at the limit of my shores 
You, the scissors which cut all of my mourns and anxieties 

 But this time 

 Let me win you with paper 
 For this time I want to embrace

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