in their ro-sham-bo of loving,
her paper lucid covers
his rock obstinance …
to turn his certainty of move
to a scissors cutting logic
‘gainst her counter rock endurance…
and they tie rock to rock for silence…
’til their comfort level deference
begins the game again
11 thoughts on “rock…paper…scissors…”
Wonderful poem Bonnie. >KB
Grateful thanks, KB.
I absolutely, love this. 🙂 The idea, the concept. It may be short, but it is still powerful and wonderful. Thank you so much, for sharing this, my friend. 🙂
All so very kind of you to write. Know I am sincerely grateful. Smiles.
I started reading … this is interesting, I thought –
blade through to sanity
seance in a gallery
to apprehend the tip
when townies go to ground…
small act of mercy …
… well, it DID say: ‘FOR BROWSING …’
Absolute serendipity, Mark. You found a poem! And, thank you for writing it. Smiles.
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A poem worth acquainting yourself with not to mention the Poet. >KB
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Thank you very much for your generosity, for I do appreciate it.
i’d have thought the rock, scissors, paper game is an unlikely metaphor to use for a relationship, but then i read your poem. eons ago i was in a relationship of “rock to rock for silence.” awful experience!
and then I grew up! (i think)
Smile…I’ve never been very well coordinated, so even this simple game is beyond me. Glad you found the poem.