Best Cut And Dry Poems

It’s black or white,

it’s wrong or right.

Look left, look right,

they both have a

valid answer. Who

am I to be the task

master? It ain’t cut

and dry, my...

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I am a writer. The odds are in your favor that I bet you may be a writer as well. It isn't that extremely bold...

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When I was little I believed God
to be a chronicler of sorts.
Documenting each and every sin
in a big book, high up on the shelf.
Come Judgement...

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I don't know what I want to write
But I will write about see if you call it
Do you believe you will see if you call...

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It seems I'm in the minority here
When it comes to what I do to pass the time
It's not all that popular anymore
To express oneself with...

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When all is said and done - my son
When all is done and said
There's nothing more to be done - my son
And nothing more to...

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Between grains of ancient fine sand
desert roses hidden from sight—
Colourful, exquisitely fanned.
They formed in darkness; pressure shaped.
Each perfect corolla agape
in floral whorl of sharp crescents;
fluorescent...

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I wash I cut i dry dry dry
i eat i sleep i wait i cry?
CRY.
clear minds cloud up the sky sky sky
all my questions ive...

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I believe in God
and in His word
I believe if used
wisely it's an effective
tool for
 recalibrating
 humanity
However, it is not
cut and dry
nor black or white
to me...

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clear-cut 
it never was
always fell 
within a gray area
even now through 
out this estrangement
nothing is cut-and-dry 
wishy-washy indecision
fills the space between us 
fills the distance...

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My list used to be
Cut and dry
Whose on the left
Whose on the right
Straight down the middle
I draw my line
Should I keep the mark thick
Or make...

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Hollywood could be their favorite kind of lumber
Puppets come from the pine forest cut and dry
In a mahogany box polished and refined
Labeled and shipped out...

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3/27/22


What's going on in the skies?
Sometimes
It all was just lies

People still trying to cut in the bus line
Attempting to sever all blood ties
Occurring behind the...

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This time of the year again

She has gone shopping for gifts to give the young
she would not take me along, knows I would be grumpy
and...

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