Short Sheared Poems

the sheep won't be led to slaughter /until sheared into submission...

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thoughts turn
jumbled threads
the scissors snaps
the thorns and thistles sheared
unwind
...

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        and 
  that's whut
         It 
would sound like

          i
    the sheep
     sheared...

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there once was a dog named clyde
his owner did take him to ride
on arrival I swear
they sheared all of his hair
now all that he wants, is to hide...

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Father Christmas had a great beard
But now this is where it got weird
So hidden in his bristles
Were several tin whistles
Well, hidden until he was sheared...

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Sheepherder Larson married a shrew
which was an ignorant thing to do.
Seldom did he get his way
except that there came a day
he found a farmer needing a ewe....

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Deep tunnel of wound gripping
bored deep in sensual strata
surface sheared in excruciating trauma,
sink to petrified depth of unfeeling...stillness
at benumbed bottom of layered pain...placid.

May 4, 2019...

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Rain
water droplets
 fall saturated liquid water
 precipitation cloud field scorched 
sheared torrid dehydrated
Dryer.period
 drought

12.9/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023...

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Fabric Wool

I no longer cry “BAA.”
Now I’ve been sheared and shorn,
knitted in fashion to be worn.

Strength and sinew, have I 
daring back winter’s chill.
A moth is my enemy still.

11/8/17...

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There is not long before the severing of all.
Sheared off in bloom the rose will fall,
Crushed underfoot, on life’s stone walk.

The moments left to bloom are prized ones still,
Split-second, flowering!—until
Black snipping scissors clip life’s stalk....

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Deep tunnel of turmoil winding
  bores deep within the sensual strata 
    surface sheared in excruciating trauma 
      sinks to benumbed depth of unfeeling...
        seamless stillness.

August 26, 2020
Brian Strand Contest :
Strand Completely New (27)...

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Desolate tunnel of wound devouring

Dug deep within the sensual strata

Soul sheared by excruciating shock

Sinks to benumbed depth of unfeeling...

Stillness.

_______________

February 5, 2022
Contest : Bite Size Poem # 35
Sponsored by : Line Gauthier...

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Early November and it's cold
 chilled not stirred down to my toes.

Ice crystals raise on the waterfall
 no longer summer's autumn at all.

Yesterday green and flower appeared
 today wind and frost it sheared.

What will winter have for us in store
 as November takes on wintry roar?...

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One old barber who confesses he's weird
Persuades his clients to cut off their beards --
   Quoth he, "You look scary!"
   Razors them un-hairy -- 
Screams they're even scarier fully sheared


          January 09, 2019
Entry in "Limerick II" Poetry Contest
          Sponsor: Joseph May...

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Deep tunnel of wound gripping

bored deep within sensual strata,

surface sheared in excruciating trauma,

sinks to benumbed depth of unfeeling...stillness.


Stanza taken from Layered Pain written on May 4, 2019
January 15, 2020
Submitted for contest : Arbitrium Divisa 6
Sponsor : Gregory R Barden...

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In endless dark tunnel, 
winding incisive anguish
delves deep tireless through 
insensate sensual strata. 

Visual surface of being sheared 
to shards by excruciating trauma, 
sinks to benumbed depth 
of tolerant unfeeling... 
        
seamless stillness.

__________

January 16, 2023
For Brian Strand Contest No 1170...

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life drain that needs a new installment
over flow, the curvaceous wash of social media
privacy perishable, burden of risk
tech gadgetry, finger punched detachment
tangle of cyber speak, sheared discourse
movement pitched in Tik Tok rhythm
always another world to screen into
change that covers me like mud












Poem revised: June 17, 2021...

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I hear snapping jaws of intolerance
and hatred, dripping with bile of
irrational anger: stoked, stroked, fired
by pseudojournalists and narrow-minded
commentators spinning fabrications
like deadly spiders in darkened holes,
each web of deceit mending the false
strands, repeatedly sheared by truth,
how dare they take the sacred name
of painted Patriots protesting....

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Why have you disappeared?
It's like all of my limbs have been sheared.
The world has now fallen away
And I let out a pitiful bay
The pain is like no other
And my mind threatens to smother

The world moves on without delay
As if you were not mislaid today
Many move on without a second thought
While I am fraught and distraught
I am nothing but a mourning dove
And I wish to be with you, my love...

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The wool of our souls not
weary with days, it warms 
us amidst our well, worn ways.
To cleanse and be cleansed 
from all grief and be sheared 
and cut with natural beauty. 
Brushed by fate and time, 
our fabric covered with folds
and tears of warmer days. 
Tough and strong, not easily 
torn, we keep our honor safe
from that which deflects our 
ways. The soul of dawn safely 
suns us and with the herd 
we are forever content....

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had heard on Joe Show
what occurred a month ago
party for Biden throw

give Biden a break
he caught a fish in big lake
then would shake and bake

Biden wide awake
through bills had started to rake
started an earthquake

for God and His sake
what we would do is to make
Biden take a break

was insidious
perturbing and pretentious
also hideous

what he had was weird
a bright and brilliant beard
disappeared when sheared...

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Confused loyalty


1940 German occupation
British planes
On the night sky
To find the U. boat base
They didn`t
But dropped their bombs anyway 
Puny bombs
Burning buildings
Dead civilians
I was sent to a farm
Near a German base
Soldiers became my friends
As the war ended
I was home again
 In time to see
Women dragged out
 Of their houses
Had their heads sheared
Confusion for a boy
The soldiers were my friends 
But enemy of
The Country...

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We went together, slept in Paris together
walked for hours hand in hand
neither of us in love
not with Paris or each other.

It was a kind of freedom
from unhinged ring-binder thoughts,
history came to us to die.

Our eyes sheared away
seeing only child-selves,
we were let loose to be
the sights we saw.

When the train stopped
everyone got off
to travel on,

we stayed in the station
sitting on a platform bench
watching the dust
on the softly singing rails....

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Our people respect Navy Seals
Their stealth earned applause 
and great squeals
Yet nervous most wait
As from this fateful date
There's fear of Bin Laden's 
ideals

The rabble's reaction was queer
To some of us it does appear
That no one has learned
What it means to be burned
And how from this nonsense to 
steer

He'd not have his calendar 
cleared
He died before dying his beard
His head sheared with lead
Won't taste breakfast in bed
Osama won't see his death 
cheered...

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The place you left, it’s shrouded with leaves now
Hasn’t got a touch of my skin since
For my heart, it never did allow
Turned many times, in case you mirrored 
Found it lonely, just like I feared
And it’s been ages, soon will be a memorial
But who remembers things that in a week got sheared
‘I do', said my core
Thus swept away, far from shore
Mud covered the unhealed
Silt made it strong, like a rock peel
Still a question lingers…
My dear, was I right when I thought you did feel?

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