Snip Poems - Poems about Snip

...The school bell's chorus wakes a drowsy room, Sunlight spills, a golden, dusty plume. Desks, once dormant, morph to galleons grand, Ready to set sail to each uncharted land. Chalk, a spectral h......Read the rest...

...Gambolling along as ewe do, happy and carefree. Ewe’d do it all over again, in the greening esprit. Gambolling in full wool, unaware of morrow’s snip. Ewe see only what is in fashion, not th......Read the rest...

...Everything’s been said before; The goal’s to find a way To tailor those familiar thoughts To fit beneath your sway. You choose a pattern and a swatch Of fabric that appeals, Then cut and stit......Read the rest...

...You see the ones who thing gender is something plastic you can change, people who back in better lines were locked-up for being insane, people who think a basic fact older than the species itsel......Read the rest...

... It's raining again wind is a tempest scattering leaves making patterns or not I shrug much like a weaving planning destiny those sisters those witches they weave and they snip th......Read the rest...

... Red, orange and yellow fill the valley Like a bucket of paint, spilled on the trees Water reflects autumn's grand finale With colorful leaves, waving in the breeze The humming birds have le......Read the rest...

...You see them all around these days, braying loud on the internet, people claiming that they’re victims, demanding you ‘recognize’ that. But when they explain what is wrong biting back a laugh is......Read the rest...

...(I) I am the nomad traversing the frontiers a desert cemetery serving as a basin for vipers waiting to spread their venomous message and snip away at the fragile thread that serves as my tig......Read the rest...

...Swinging watch of a hypnotist Look into my eyes You’re falling into a deep deep sleep Forget who you are In a red tie I duck out my work backdoor Stop Stare To a baby robin Sways ups......Read the rest...

...I smell the blood of an Englishman fresh from the womb--- umbilical snip. Ingloriously clad, illegitimate lad, appointed for leadership. I smell the blood of an Englishman, and, lo, his enemie......Read the rest...

...“I was frolicking up a staircase made of clouds only to end up muzzled in a circus ” I explain to Lola - my puzzled therapist “Your rational faculty seem to be calloused by your crippling cata......Read the rest...

...I chew on the leaves And sway in the breeze But soon Will cocoon And say bye to the trees There’s surely no doubt What my life is about As my jaws Are the laws That make me go all out L......Read the rest...

...There flows in the blooming fields of Master, Claude Monet a tulip river that springs to life with each impassioned stroke A painting into which butterflies would be tempted to stray where flo......Read the rest...

...She who soars Just beneath the clouds The weight around her neck heavy It’s too much But she won’t say it She won’t admit that Her labor might have been In vain Her creations treat her ......Read the rest...

...twitches belie pressure, nerve endings fray ~ in shock from the exposé love child appears out of the blue ~ dna sticks tight, unlike cheap screw damage done, tied is the splice ~ heat of the m......Read the rest...