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Best Sliced Poems

Below are the all-time best Sliced poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of sliced poems written by PoetrySoup members


Premium Member An Empty Tissue Box
When pain hits hard, you might feel like your soul
is bleeding out, but there’s no blood to see.
Your body is the part that takes the...

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Categories: sliced, body, grief, pain,
Form: Sonnet



Premium Member Vegetable Soup
Cauliflower clouds drift past broccoli trees,
where bright carrot paths lead to vegetable seas.

Tall corn sentries stand straight in a row,
while wild little radishes have no...

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Categories: sliced, imagination,
Form: Couplet
Premium Member Vincent Van Gogh
Vincent van Gogh**
Sliced his left ear off
Only one painting did Van Gogh sell  -
maybe he didn’t hear the doorbell!


The only painting Van Gogh sold...

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Categories: sliced, art, humorous,
Form: Clerihew
The Scent of Your Soul
The scent of your soul

a caramalized breeze of fruit odours

reverbrating softly through my memory

Throwing me right back in ninth grade 

where we sat side by...

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Categories: sliced, absence, love,
Form: Free verse
The Scent of Your Soul
The scent of your soul
a caramelized breeze of fruit odours
reverberating softly through my memory
Throwing me right back into ninth grade
where we sat side by side
Your...

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Categories: sliced, absence, feelings,
Form: Free verse



An Involuntary Shudder
VII.

An involuntary shudder as I watch her 
Spread                 ...

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Categories: sliced, myth,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Catching Lightning Bugs
When I was a little girl, Granddad and I spent many summer evenings together sipping lemonade and swinging back and forth on his vintage metal...

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Categories: sliced, grandfather, insect, magic, night,
Form: Haibun
Premium Member On the Outside, Looking In
"When humanity becomes louder than love, stay out of its way. At times, it's better to be the lion in the distance, rather than the...

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Categories: sliced, friendship, life, people, sad,
Form: Free verse
The Scent of Your Soul
The scent of your soul

A caramelised breeze of fruit odours

reverberating  softly through my memory

Throwing me right back in ninth grade

where we sat side by...

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Categories: sliced, absence, memory,
Form: Free verse
The Golden Dusty Days
Long gone are the golden
Dusty days!
Where once, like Blazons
On Armorial Shields,
The gathered bronze sheaths 
stood -
Cut through at the stalk...
Raised from time honoured
swathes.

Burnished like brushed...

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Categories: sliced, autumn, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Crazy Thoughts No 1
Why do they call it 'tourist season'
If you're not allowed to shoot 'em
Seems like a great opportunity
To end the over crowding problem

If a house fly...

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Categories: sliced, funny, silly,
Form: Quatrain
Premium Member A Shade From the Past
Just as days long ago, when decorum resolved, 
before composure, and poise,.. were corsages, unknown
Where propriety mattered, and was favored as gold,
high society, has gathered...

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Categories: sliced, art, nostalgia, people,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Sunken Footsteps
Life has gifted me with tragedy,
broken images, forever haunting,
excruciating my suffering; blood
upon the pulse of my serenity.
Crystal lines are etched over this glaciered heart, 
and...

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Categories: sliced, loss, lost love, sad,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Murder In Randolph County
(Spenserian Sonnet) 

A flagrant man is Robert Brown, a swine;
his eyes glow red like ember coals of fire.
Will fate be kind or bring him bitter...

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Categories: sliced, murder,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Our World Changing, Not For the Better - Potd
It's not hard to see or tell this world of ours 
Isn't the same as it used to be. Granted, it has 
Never been perfect,...

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Categories: sliced, anger, emotions, life, political,
Form: Dramatic Monologue

Book: Reflection on the Important Things