Have you ever found yourself without any scissors? Do you resort to buying more rather than searching where they may be? I recently have been doing some organizing and am suddenly inundated with scissors of days gone past. I was raised with the adage “A place for everything and everything in its place” and am still trying to instill that in the kids. They know that the scissors belong in the knife block on the kitchen counter but rarely take the time to put them there. Now my knife block holds more scissors than knives which is the reason for my latest poem.
When the scissors come home to roost
There’ll be nary a scrap to snip
Sunday papers will line the bird cages
Not even one coupon you’ll clip
The first time they went away
You wailed “No fair!” while throwing a fit
As of late you favor origami
Over the likes of scherenschnitte
When the scissors come home to roost
The kitchen will become a salon
The grim allusion to locks like Rapunzel
Will return to a time once upon
Following their disappearance
And a disposition to a solitary stray thread
You sprung out from being strung out
and simply resorted to your teeth instead
When the scissors come home to roost
They’ll call to the paper and rock
“It’s time for some hand to hand combat,
And it’s not going to be a cakewalk”
If they ever come home to roost
The first thing you’ll cut is a rug
It’s a shame those scissors are so pointy
For you might want to give them a hug
The same rules apply to cutting a rug with scissors as running with scissors! But if you must cut a rig while holding your scissors, be sure sure your holding the pointy edge away from you!
This was delightful! I loved it.
smart one.
cheers,
A++
nice scissors poem and the scissors in the photo!
Oh this is fun! I love the stork scissor collection shown (particularly the very fat one!) and the scherenschnit picture at the bottom. Thanks for sharing! I feel the urge to pull out my stork scissors!
(My knife block has lots of scissors too, but the knives are still winning).
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A true delight to read. Thank you making the ordinary and mundane, center stage.
this is cute
i can visualize children learning the golden rule “Don’t run with scissors!” hehee.
here’s some of my really old pieces (to fit the theme, but please also bare in mind that some of these i wrote years ago) :
http://belladonna23.wordpress.com/2010/08/05/the-rain-comes-but-the-river-runs-dry/
http://belladonna23.wordpress.com/2010/07/30/the-question/
http://belladonna23.wordpress.com/2010/07/11/the-burning-eternal/
brilliant one. we cant survive a day without scissors these days. can we?
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dear friend, you grew in strength with your writing.. thought i’d say hello to this blog after such a long time..