Short Shears Poems
Short Shears Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Shears by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Shears by length and keyword.
We are like a pair
of scissors: alone - useless
blades of solitude,
but together - Atropos'
shears cutting the thread of fate.
Categories:
shears, dark, destiny, love, mythology, together, true love,
Form:
Tanka
The earth
Shall nourish
These hands
With grace
Upon this page
Then, turn these
Words into
Shears and plows
No more hunger
and
No more pain
Categories:
shears, imagination,
Form:
Free verse
Explosions of color,
bursting like flames,
icy blue seashores,
with curled foamy waves,
cool but not cold,
wind shears your face,
appreciative,
of this beautiful place.
Categories:
shears, seasons,
Form:
Rhyme
dust finally clears
lies crestfallen amongst peers
sunflowers worse fears
nasty accident with shears
fraid not ~ fell into arrears
Categories:
shears, allegory, flower, humorous,
Form:
Tanka
A foot-long-strand-of-hair is one of my fears
So I sharpen and oil up my trimming shears
Ev'ry organ that senses
Gets pruned to the fences
Ain't no bird gonna' nest in THIS old man's ears....
Categories:
shears, funny, life
Form:
Limerick
lay me here
watch my bones
begin to dry
here are the stones
now cry me to die
still breeze these
blue lips
passion
from
me
sipped
love being shoved through shears
lay me here
?
Categories:
shears, art,
Form:
Concrete
Ancient arts so intriguing
hieroglyphs, cave drawings
Stone flints at end of spears
two combined, a pair of shears
Primitive though, their communication
the imperiled art of ~ conversation
Categories:
shears, art, culture, history, humanity, spoken word,
Form:
Couplet
Shears, indifferent where the fibers led,
She wielded innocent of dread,
Cutting what her sisters fed.
Slicing each fragile thread,
Thickened puddles spread,
steaming and red,
As he bled,
In bed.
Dead.
Rhymed Nonet
Categories:
shears, allegory, death, fear, life, loss, philosophy, religion,
Form:
Nonet
The angel works the tollbooth
Exclaiming commands for change
They are a barber on the side
with faded tattoo arms
Holding shears made of fire
coated in silent pious rage
Hiding blood in their thermos
Waiting for a Judgement day
Categories:
shears, angel, drink, judgement, religion, silence,
Form:
Rhyme
Each droplet is magical
Can you hear it?
Each droplet holds the truth
Can you see it?
Each droplet shows your fears
Can you smell it?
Each droplet shears your muse
Can you feel it?
Each droplet fills with love
Can you taste it?
Categories:
shears, rain, weather,
Form:
Free verse
I cut my hair and dyed it this morning.
On the way out of the bathroom I snipped another piece off.
My eagle-eyed-first-and-last-husband said “Don’t tell me you cut your hair with my kitchen shears.”
So I didn’t.
I just put them into the knife block.
Categories:
shears, marriage,
Form:
Light Verse
Wind, the Barber,
shears the trees
decisively
with naught but
his own Fall design
in mind,
Refusing imaged glass
for his reluctant clientele,
insisting they trust
his ancient artistry,
Born of a driven
fate again
and again.
Categories:
shears, autumn, change, death, fate, loss,
Form:
Free verse
Trump Bringing In the Shears
Sure seems like and what it all appears,
Trump had been bringing in the sheers;
Kept cutting;
Head butting;
Our fears were everything disappears.
Jim Horn
While we will worry and everyone wreaths,
Caught Trump again stealing all the sheaves.
Categories:
shears, 1st grade, allegory, analogy,
Form:
Limerick
when
rain tumbled
the skies they blackened
lightening wrapped around branches
and pulled stripping some autumn red leaves
wind shears push crystal rain against my house
polishing and cleansing away impure dust and debris
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Categories:
shears, rain,
Form:
Shape
As this day slowly passes
Just like the years
As the wings of a butterfly
Sharper than shears
Cut through this jagged humid air
I realize its beauty is dangerous
But yet I still stare
As I count each beat
Slower than each before
It grows always and forever
More beautiful than before
Categories:
shears, mystery, nature
Form:
Rhyme
My baby girl
Has cut her hair
She found the shears
Just lying there
She is so proud
A great big grin
She’d cut it all
No doubt, again
I gotta say
I love this girl
But truth be told
I miss the curl
But when you’re two
All things are grand
Scissors for sure
When in your hand
Categories:
shears, granddaughter, hair,
Form:
Rhyme
Feel the Ephesus corroborated captivating arousals
Justice prevails
Take on the caramelizing prejudice captivating jeers
Justice prevails
All the rantings misgivings and evils conjuring shears
Have no fears
Justice is here
8/10/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
Categories:
shears, abuse, america, angst, anxiety, conflict, discrimination,
Form:
Free verse
*spot poetry written in 15 minutes or less about any random subject
I am the hair on a balding man's head
not lying down but standing instead
Choosing to fight the battle alone
escaping the scissors, evading the comb
Keeping the faith down through the years
dodging the blade of the old barber's shears
Categories:
shears, destiny, funny, hair,
Form:
Rhyme
A cage of sweet burning fire gold
Hung on night's swinging shears—
A golden flame still a twin so
In Orion's wordless mouth,
Its romance by dark christened
By rain; she's been cut out
Glisten
Chills in
Glimpses
A cage of sweet burning fire gold,
Its romance by dark christened,
Glimpses
~Ethereal Lanterns~
Categories:
shears, holiday, introspection, light, rain, romance, soulmate, stars,
Form:
Rhyme
The cutting edge of Fall
Shears the leaves from trees,
Exposing them as ramrod tall
Soldiers soon to freeze.
These warriors of wood
Battle with the gale
Defiantly they’re braced, and should
Be, when Fall-winds wail.
Are we as brave as well?
How will we bear the burn
Of winter’s sleeted, bone-chilled hell?
Trees, help us learn.
Categories:
shears, allegory
Form:
Verse
The cutting edge of Fall
Shears the leaves from trees,
Exposing them as ramrod tall
Soldiers soon to freeze.
These warriors of wood
Battle with the gale
Defiantly they’re braced, and should
Be, when Fall-winds wail.
Are we as brave as well?
How will we bear the burn
Of winter’s sleeted, bone-chilled hell?
Trees, help us learn.
Categories:
shears, nature
Form:
Verse
The cutting edge of Fall
Shears the leaves from trees,
Exposing them as ramrod tall
Soldiers soon to freeze.
These warriors of wood
Battle with the gale
Defiantly they’re braced, and should
Be, when Fall-winds wail.
Are we as brave as well?
How will we bear the burn
Of winter’s sleeted, bone-chilled hell?
Trees, help us learn.
Categories:
shears, nature
Form:
Verse
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the grass grows fast in heaven
and the weeds are never ending
the folks in wings and shears
are the ones who won't stop sinning
virtue has its merits the
rewards can be quite great
but there's something said for sin
conducted with a rake
Categories:
shears, funny
Form:
I do not know?
Springtime is here
My favorite time of the year
Its when the flowers begin to reappear
You might even see a white tail deer
Drinking from the mere
The big blue sky is bright and clear
Time to get out your gardening shears
Or maybe even a kite to steer
My favorite time of the year
Springtime and its here!!
3/16/2017
Categories:
shears, seasons, spring,
Form:
Monorhyme
toe nail clipper? she asks. I laugh and scoff.
It’ll take a jackhammer to get these nails off.
They are thick, gristly, harder than a screw.
What about sheep shears? Asks my cousin Lou.
She does not have nails like these wretched claws.
I change the batteries in both of my chainsaws
It has to be done, all my socks have gigantic holes.
I reach for the first chainsaw whose battery glows.
Categories:
shears, me,
Form:
Rhyme