Clipped Poems - Poems about Clipped

i've never felt so alone as the day they carried you away my life ended as abruptly as it had begun posted on April 5, 2025...

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I don’t know where resilience comes from But it seems to be in short supply - There was a time when “true grit” meant something But for too many that idea died. Complaining and playing the blame game Seems to be the new status quo - “It’s not my fault my life’s a mess, It’s his or her...

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I have clipped my shopping antennas No more garage sales, resale shops or flea markets I cannot be trusted I am a lover of shiny things, odd things, weird things I cannot resist buying sequins, rhinestones, glittery mirrors I am a lover of things I drag home all kinds of stuff With feathers, plaids, Mexican embroidery I am a lover of the outrageous The...

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Sometimes I feel guilty when I harvest a rose somewhat vindicated for vase I hand-painted; I know they are beautiful my thought to beautify the home -- yet kindled in me sense of a predator -- be it bow rifle or scissor, even snipping what I cultivate, as the lamb I raised became Easter dinner though the family well fed I question the honor?...

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She clipped her faerie wings, those gossamer monstrosities, or so she was told by her "friends" who said she never would fit in with the everyday community. She clipped her faerie wings and cried because it would define her as an ordinary creature, no longer wondrous and magnificent nor magical nor special. She clipped her faerie wings and wished she could undo it for no amount...

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Living carefree And caring not Of life's joy-burst, half forgot; But elsewhere sunned. Heaven's upleapt; To Earth which fell. Uninterrupted play-spell. Child's soul, least stunned!...

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it is not raining yet the sky seems like a tall waterfall bones crack under the weight of falling water if I crane my head up my eyesight get washed away as a kid drowning in a lake the sky not the water held me down the water was trying to push me up the sky turns your mind to rock just another falling rock All wings falter nuts...

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A new education in my boarding Forget what you think you know It's irrelevant here If you seek nothing You don't need to learn But you will soon find out Why most return...

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How I wished, free flow of wheels No words to tell , "how it feels". When vehicles swish Well, well, well! This is what I relish. How I missed, the rumble and rush Noisy Wide tyres! are my first crush Fizzing of tyre Well, well, well! My Heart's on Fire. How I mixed the soundtracks Made by different crackerjacks Brakes and clonks Well, well, well! Those frequent tonks. How I...

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After the sun bleeds colors into the sky white stars are scattered like diamonds thrown across the violet black. The night seeps into edge of morning and a thread of light spills like churned buttery cream. Mottled pink is brushed against linen clouds, inking the faded shades of night. Wires are strung above their houses, their tops frosted slate. The snow, burning, is like...

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They think it “cute” when I do my perched two step not so much when I repeat words I wasn’t meant to hear. They took the mirror out “It confuses him”, they said “He thinks it’s another bird” Not so!! When I pecked its vacant eyes it didn’t flinch, or fly. I plot my escape! I’ve heard them speak of one who made it through an open...

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Birds don't fly with clipped wings But here you are; flirtatious beyond boundaries. Now gazing at the limitless sky. Take courage, you've cried enough. Wipe away the tears. Now is the time to take the reins. In stale air, in every weakness, in every breathless state; all brought the beauty out of you. Leave the rubbles behind, freedom awaits...

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Trapped within flutter Unable to fly soul birds Languish like dead fish Date March 22. 2017 Contest feelings...

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Fred's Wife Needed Her Wings Clipped Or Did She So it's men's bowling night out. Usually Fred would bring his fan club, his wife. But lately his wife needed her wings clipped. She done Fred wrong. Real bad, real bad where Fred didn't come home for three days last week After a night out of bowling the guys stop off at the local...

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Clipped wings i see Floating on the crest of winds alone Soaring skies...free Gliding through air Wonder why The bird does not fly away Why she comes back And then i think about myself Why am i where i am... Are my wings clipped Or otherwise Are thoughts strained And feet restained Are wings clipped Or is The heart ripped. Spread the wings and Fly away.. Open...

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