Chopped Poems - Poems about Chopped

I cut my finger to the bone and cauterized the wound with melted chocolate. I rather enjoy the taste of pain. ...

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12/30/20 Their stuff they are flashing Towards others they are bashing They get a kick out of it, and continue laughing They think they are all that Against me, you'll fall flat And never get a call back Just another small cat Who always tries to talk crap When you see me, panic and walk fast Come get it, if you want the ball back Or...

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carrying chopped wood to stack in our supply pile ... my whole day splintered ...

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Chefs open your baskets. What you`ll find is, ...

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Once had a friend, Ken Steeles With the girlies he sure had appeal Outshone me I agree Chopped liver was me But my star possession was concealed © Jack Ellison 2015...

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It was the autumn of nineteen thirty nine when the war was just beginning the world was taken by surprise as news of the war came in that night The desk was cluttered and topsy-turvy everything was disorganized and in disarray balls of crumpled paper lay everywhere unfinished report waited on the type writer Cigarette butts filled the ashtray to the brim some have...

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i narrate me own story in a fake english accent. the bloody typewriter is broken, it can't capitalize. i'm out of coins for the heater. i can see me own  breath. it must be really bad . it's summer here in london. i'm a tough guy who  carries a gun. don't mean i don't want to look good. i freshen up...

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The Playbill for the 9/8/01 show at Godspeed Opera House falls from my palm to the floor. Here I sit, with a drugged hangover but alive. The last thing I remember is a suicide note in the Underwood typewriter on my desk, beside an ashtray of Blanche's lipstick smeared butts. Putting back on, the...

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Flight Plan The room stunk of stale cigarette butts - someone elses perfume. She had known – but not wanted to know – that there was someone else. The pain had been dulled, the insult absorbed. The anger rose, simmered, plotted. She had felt the first pangs of infidelity when she found the gold earring. The sickening scent of...

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Moth-winged Minuet Closing my eyes I flew from lonely chair through open window in mesmerized anticipation. Drawn toward the glowing warmth of the porch light. Flames torched my heart as another circled. The crickets kept time as we danced a moth-winged minuet of transparent melancholy. submitted to Craig Cornish – Chopped II – Poetry Contest 11/8/2014...

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I sit by the open window watching out for hubby's return. The ancient oil lantern sways casting pools of light. There are insects buzzing around it, they seem to be playing kamikaze. Some pay the price as they get zapped, others seemingly to live charmed life. As I sit waiting enjoying the night sounds, a large moth appears by...

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Locked within memories of happy times. Fun we had that night Bought a new cell phone, hate wearing new pair bi focals. broke a pencil signing name on a playbill for" Tarzan of the Apes" Dated Eighth September Twenty 0 One "Used Cell Phone, Pair bi focals,broken pencil,a playbill dated 8 Sept 2001."...

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Various green shades Among a million blades Tall and thin Blowing in the wind Home for many a creature small Watch your step so as not to fall And if by chance you...

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Chamber Music Chopped Sailing to heaven, the violin and viola never noticed the cello sleeping dangling in the sky until it was too late. their anchor was gone and the trio became a broken record. ©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins January 8, 2013...

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i posted poems earlier, why no reviews?...

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