Short Shears Poems

The blacksmith’s hammer
Forges the wind into
Shears and plows...

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       soft as cashmere
               save
           she shears
           mine goat...

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amber marigold
lawn shears stumble
For a little while


Written: January 14, 2022...

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We are like a pair 
of scissors: alone - useless 
blades of solitude,  
but together - Atropos' 
shears cutting the thread of fate....

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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...

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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....

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dust finally clears
         lies crestfallen amongst peers   
               sunflowers worse fears
            nasty accident with shears
            fraid not ~ fell into arrears...

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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.......

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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
?...

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  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
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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...

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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?...

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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....

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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.
...

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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....

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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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/
shower...

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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...

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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...

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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©...

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*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...

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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~...

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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....

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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....

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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....

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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...

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