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Cutting Edge Poems - Poems about Cutting Edge


Premium Member cutting edge of the pencil
plans incised on plain paper careful calligraphy of a plane sailing high above the clouds shrouded in anticipation veiled in smudges and tears slowly running out of ink resolute fears fuel the fire earthquakes resurface nebulous horizons and I have not the foggiest idea uncertainty shapes a landscape full of thunder and lightening a sinkhole for rainbows handing over completely to what to whom to when a seeming...

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Categories: cutting edge, allegory,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Cutting Edge Dysphoria
Ironic we live in a time when partial people Feel the need to cut off parts To be more whole These parts can range From friends and family, home and culture To their own distinctive body But the effect is the same Individuals made even less In their effort to be something more (1/2/25) ...

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Categories: cutting edge, perspective, psychological, society,
Form: Narrative



Winters Cutting Edge
The porch-potted have attenuated into stick insects. Geraniums are hallowed be dark moons, Fragility turns to desiccation. The red tin watering can is iced over by a fallen sun. Of a sudden, a yawning dawn freezes, is pinned to a fixed grimace. Unlock the front door, push a grudging frosted screen. Slipper bound toes shrink back, blood drops through ice holes in arterial walls. Tropical fruits uneaten, beds unmade and...

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Categories: cutting edge, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Cutting Edge
Glass is such a clear material keep it clean for you to see nothing can be hidden from it especially when you're up a tree Take a look in that mirror it makes no mistake about you shows every wrinkle and your age this you are for its all true Every morning that mirror looks right into your face, never can hide it has such...

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Categories: cutting edge, god, life, me, mirror,
Form: Rhyme
Be the Cutting Edge
Don't panic when things turn topsy turvy Don't freeze when the tables flip over hopelessly Focus on the One with all the answers The Wonderful Counselor up above He will give you the strength to be brave And the wisdom to be the problem solver For with His counsel comes victory And His glory will be revealed To be the cutting-edge and bring...

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Categories: cutting edge, anxiety, confusion, devotion, encouraging,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member The Cutting Edge
THE CUTTING EDGE* salt and salt assault their wrists can’t resist the attack, the zip their skates sizzle on the salty ice sniffervescent** cold and fresh unresistant chained back to back in escapades hearts a-beating threatening to give them away so they turn a-way and away ‘til an I love you is dropped onto the ice like a lady’s lacy handkerchief the olympians trace a myriad of hearts on the transparent rink the rush of applause the...

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Categories: cutting edge, love,
Form: Free verse
Cutting Edge
The rocks in water like words, between the tears. Quasi-pain, reverberating like a river. It flows? intermittently. The lava of an active volcano. You want to cover the smashed skull. The mirror breaks, under the shock. It had never happened before. A nude streaking on the screen. The moon had nothing to offer. Over and spent. It moves...

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Categories: cutting edge, art,
Form: ABC
Cutting Edge Lens Technology
My son just bought the most amazing camera With super fast shutter speed, “on the edge of the cut” And when he photographed my wife and I He managed to snap her with her mouth shut...

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Categories: cutting edge, funny
Form: I do not know?
The Cutting Edge of Reason
The night is truly coming down Life blood flowing Against the stainless steel Reverberating Echoes of pain Shower my being Cannot stop The black abyss of Hopelessness As the river runs red I wonder Will this wounding Turn my story around or Will it be the same So I continue calling To no one there "Let me out-let my soul be calm" Still the droplets of confusion Find their way deep...

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Categories: cutting edge, angst, depression,
Form: Free verse

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