Long Cutout Poems

Walk see the mad woman a come
Walk a come she just a come
Listen to how she talk she is not one of us
She sound like an aristocrat and a sensational bureaucrat
The idlers screamed from the...

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Flatness 
	
	
	Consider the possibility of becoming 
	a two-dimensional surface
	with no thickness whatsoever. 
	No, face-down on the floor won’t get it; 
	at best your nose will be in the way. 
	You’ve got to get lower, closer,...

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I OPEN HER OLD DUSTY BOXES 
FILLED WITH HER MEMORIES 

PICTURES OF FAMILY, FRIENDS AND LOVED ONES
MANY OF THE SAME PEOPLE AND SOME NEW ONES, ONLY CHANGING CLOTHS. HAIRSTYLES AND POSITIONS
OVER THE YEARS IN VARIOUS...

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the silence of these

screaming profanities!

only the light rise

of my bosom,

fluttering erratically,

soon to die.

ever stinging ache within

ablaze, engulfing my torso.

 my inner-thoughts, my betrayal,

weakness emanating from my 
sweat!

my cold cruel heart,

shut off from that once 
intoxicating

passion...

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literary food for thought.

Self Mutilation:

(ah bet thar iz an app for that!)
within unlit partial "FAKE abattoir" 
   sans wardrobe alcove 
   where dust bunnies didst allures
completing a simple task among 
...

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I stroll into the bar one night, pausing at the door
I smooth these luscious locks back, start to strut my stuff
I see all the ladies looking at me, clearly wanting more
I’m pretty damn perceptive, they...

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My, My, My

My life is a crack in the concrete
My faith is an old newspaper cutout
My soul is the drifting clouds
My heart is a crystal sphinx
My core is as solid as a cup of pudding
My...

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I didn’t miss the snub
Your fancy social club
Will just not be requesting my application.
But joy, as it turns out, 
There is no shred of doubt
That I too feel the indifferent sensation.

One time I wished to...

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POEM " SHOE BOX " by martin gedge

The soul is for safe keeping in the light that holds yourself

with the secrets that your hiding in the hole below the shelf

a picture book of people of...

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Egalitarians of a smaller world
with forks for fingers 
chew loudly on the gravy train
of poor boys paper thin paychecks
spit me out cause I got no cash
better to be on the street with
a shoeless shuffle
than trying...

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BAD MOORAH-FRANK
Now Bad-Moorah-Frank he weren't a yank
He was Canadiannnnnn.
He didn't like the burglar Hank.
He'd stuff him up again!
Old Hank arrived at quarter to 5.
With jimmy bar and bag...
He sidled up to a window Clive
And stopped...

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Invasion of the Bums & Scarecrow-Soldiers & Pretty Ballerina’s
By David J Walker

What are you gonna be 
	I donno 
		Maybe a soldier or a bum again or a Martian
My sister wants to be a ballerina 
		But...

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True note: I was married and pregnant, supposed to go to Alaska with my husband. The Senior Chief looks at me and actually says: Did you ever think of having an abortion?

Another loved one was...

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Upon this twilight eve a full moon-lite night appeared,
Crackling leaves with mounds of bags and children jumping with glee.
As graves flew open with ghostly sights witches began their brewing,
with stark black eyes and fiery sparks...

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Be happy 
For the peace of mind
Be scrappy
And celebrate to go blind 
Of the joy you've find

Never permit 
The drabness in your situation
Never admit 
It could stoke up your reason's activation 
To drive home happiness...

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Any great undertaking is an uphill task
That demands a great amount of work
It is not cutout for hesitant individuals
Only the courageous can take-up cudgels.

Life is a journey from womb to the tomb
That needs to be...

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Our oldest daughter will be here on Sunday, Father’s Day.
I will fix something tasty.
She will give Daddy a present and a card.
It will have all kinds of hand-written compliments in it.
Best Daddy in the universe,...

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After the flurry
My soul delights
Soft curves before me
Ice cream dreams
Shadows dancing and stretching
Defining infinite frozen sculptures 

Ice diamonds 
floating through the air
Glistening
Riding the shafts of pale sunlight
Landing on my nose
Blanketing my eyelashes
I capture them on...

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Rice paper dreams, lanterns and beamers of peace  
lighting the way to my heart you are in far remote  
Intricate cutout beauty, please do not decease 
for I need you to guide me...

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Awakening ?

I have to wonder ?, if the universes, energy force,
fate, karma, self-destruction, masochism, 
are the guiding lights, to placing myself upon the 
chopping block, my head into the cutout of some guillotine,  
laying...

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My neighbor's orange pumpkin patch
seems so spooky and 'very scary' from my veranda.
A black cat cardboard cutout 'will still' give me a thrill
if provocatively poised perfectly still.
Kids love movies; oft dressing up as Rambo
or Robin...

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Paper Doll Chorus Lines
                         by Odin Roark

Sun and wind
Imagination’s puppeteer
Turn and...

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