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Premium Member The Cut-Out-And-Keep Guide To Trees
the silver birch it likes to hide so as you search at eventide you find it there with many friends playing poker through the night the common oak a wise old man an aging folk since time began grandfathers of the forest they speak myth and folklore when they can the sycamore with helicopter seeds sets out its store among the weeds then grows to be big and...

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Categories: cut, fun, funny, humor, humorous,
Form: Light Verse
Premium Member who cut the cheese
Bright orange lobsters pointed their claws at their brother When someone asked who had cut the cheese The audience began to have a bit of a laugh with their mother For they were outing each other, with a bit of ease Who cut the cheese? Asked the magistrate again. They pointed at each other; the sorry chaps They probably both did...

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Categories: cut, humor,
Form: Rhyme



Cut Wide Open
The tearing wasn't neat, no surgeon's precise incision, but a raw, ragged edge, like fabric ripped by a sudden, brutal force. Air, thick and unfamiliar, rushed into spaces once sealed, private. Organs, usually shy and tucked away, now blinked in the harsh light, vulnerable, exposed. Words, once carefully chosen, now spilled out, a crimson tide, unfiltered, screaming truths the polite tongue had always held captive. The inside, a landscape never meant for...

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Categories: cut, love hurts, psychological,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Reflection on That Time I Let My Husband Cut My Hair
He said he’d watched a tutorial. He said symmetry was a myth fueled by Big Geometry. I laughed. That was my first mistake. My second was passing him the scissors without asking him about his dominant hand. (It was vibes. His hand was vibes.) Snip. He called it edgy. I called it accidentally spiritual— because seeing your own scalp before coffee is a kind of awakening. He apologized...

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Categories: cut, devotion,
Form: Free verse
The cut that always bleed
I want them to tell their children about us. Make them afraid of what love can do. Make them sit up at night, wide-eyed, whispering our names like a warning. Say-they clawed at each other's throats, they swallowed their own pride until it rotted inside them, they stayed even when it tore them apart. And in the end, love left...

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Categories: cut, birth, celebration, child, child
Form: Free verse



Premium Member The Deepest Cut
jilted a bone deep laceration profusely bleeding out... sudden ...

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Categories: cut, break up, emotions, heartbreak,
Form: Cinqku
Premium Member Irish Blade of Grass
darn it~ I cut the grass too short...

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Categories: cut, humorous,
Form: Monoku
Premium Member A Workman
a bad workman always blames his tools so that bad cut was my fault!!! ...

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Categories: cut, humorous,
Form: Free verse
Paper Cut
My paper cut is infected Cause it was neglected Bandaids won’t solve the issue Some alcohol on a tissue Slice up all my fingers Cut my arms Tear my veins Rip my heart Why are you vain You got some blood on your hands Just wash them Pretend to understand You think your such a man By...

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Categories: cut, addiction, angel, anxiety, beauty,
Form: Free verse
Cut By The Sea
A block among shells her pale jugular, it meets; the DNA stain — where she breached in chosen gray, heartache jumping in her feet....

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Categories: cut, angst, deep, introspection, longing,
Form: Tanka
Premium Member Directors cut Cad Jax Spoken Word Vid Shoot
(Lights dim, a single spotlight illuminates the speaker. A beat drops, subtle and rhythmic.) Cad Jax. Yeah, that name hummed with the city's pulse, a neon flicker in the back alley of your mind/ (A slight snap of the fingers) He was Mr. Flow, man, pure, uncut man on the go/ Had a ride that...

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Categories: cut, film, spoken word,
Form: Spoken Word
Words Cut DEEP
No one in this world would ever be your friend. You are born good or you are born bad. You don't deserve any good. I hope you suffer to death. You deserve a slow death. If you go with, you'll disappear. You don't know what pain is yet. You don't deserve any easy death. We can revive you as many times as it...

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Categories: cut, angel,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Measure twice Cut yourself
I once worked with two carpenters who could never agree on anything. One would measure the length The other would intentionally cut it wrong. The end result was they never accomplished anything left their “problem” to be resolved by those who replaced them. ...

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Categories: cut, humor, political,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member wings cut
Wings cut, flesh torn, eyes burned and blind Heart so weary borne upon a life, some say, unkind. Time will come and go, knowledge gained or lost; Rivers change their flow; summers die in frost All that’s proud and full of fury in each person’s story Sunk beneath the fathoms of depressions veil. We humans sought to reawaken, but...

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Categories: cut, angst, community, dark, death,
Form: Rhyme
Words Cut Deep
No one in this world would ever be your friend. You don't deserve any good. I hope you suffer to death. You deserve a slow death. If you go with, you'll disappear. You don't know what pain is yet. You're better off cutting yourself. Go cut yourself. If you're nicer to your food, it tastes better. I don't know if he would rape you. Not...

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Categories: cut, angel,
Form: Free verse

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