Paper spreads its fingers like a blade on a blanket
Palm down in a prayer for victory
Before casting a spell on gravity.
Scissors look like an alert rabbit hunting for carrots
Looking for signs of peace
Before cutting into roots.
Rock is a fist made for breaking any number but five
Fingers curl onto the palm lines
Before one’s thumb shows some life.
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
I love teaching my students fun variations of rock paper scissors. Changing rock to zero, paper to five, and scissors to two felt logical at the time. It still does! Next time you play, use these numbers. 🙂 This poem came about when I thought about adding another poetic layer to the game. The thumb up at the end is a sign that there is a winner.