Long Cutouts Poems

Recollections of childhood
when life was simplistic,
brings to memory, days 
filled of toilsome work
and long hours.
Yet in its own way, bestows
feelings of warmth, safety 
and at given times, even
conceived to be glitzy, 
shimmery.

Children, courteous
and respectful
executing daily...

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Five-and-Dime Store
                    by Odin Roark

Maybe I remember ‘cause…

Everyday was a holiday
At Woolworth’s Five-and-Dime store.
Colored things were...

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My heart will gladly express gratitude for yielding.
The day's fulfilments grasp an epilogue wielding.
At the point when my eyesight would rest placidly.
Distress is being waged elsewhere so abjectly.

Through the ambiguity, a sparkle of spirits is...

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Tucked in a keepsake box,  
A lace linen napkin 
Holds in its gentle fold,  
A tiny stick.
 
I recall the moment 
My love for you emerged,  
In the silent language of 
Two...

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Old Cowboys, forts and shootouts
Black for bad and White for good
With a spinning canvas background
And cactus cutouts made of wood
The desert sits behind them
Fifty yards away at most
The heroes don't ride horses
They sip drinks and...

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I clutch at the magazines,
the letters, the newspaper cutouts 
I look through your old notebooks
tracing over rows and rows of numbers 
a library catalog, a stamp
l’m looking for something more personal 
something that could make...

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feeling exposed as mud splatters,
the cotton clinging and drenched
chattering teeth, seething relief
as the sun warms the rancid smile
of bulbous peaches pressing,
depressing and like an eclipse,
a disturbing shadow of unwomanliness.
all at once passionate, lusting, learned,
yes educated...

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Primavera  Comes

Lightly she descends--
 her feet move toward us,
over the crest of the Vermont hills.

In her footsteps  
spring vernal pools;
in her hair are golden 
willow twigs,
tangled goldfinches
with black-barred wings 
fluttering.

As she passes,
her breath...

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Van Gogh colour https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/a_sty-eye-lised_impression_921575

Pollock expressions  https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/pollock_chances_1145547

Hopper enigma https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/hopper_metaphors_of_silence_1145757

 Pointillism Seurat  https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/symbols_of_sunday_recited_489054

Klee modern haiga https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/once_emerged_from_the_grey_of_night_902905

Lichtenstein https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/shipboard_girl_78036

Macke  https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/mirrors_of_the_soul_recited_475860

Matisse cutouts https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/a_matisse_melange_1146030

Archimboldo surreal https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/soliloquy_143748

Nathaniel Bacon Still life https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_cookmaid__still_life_80170...

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Staring at white canvas on a chilly winters day
Sketching from memory he draws without delay
Brush strokes swift, he paints with expert hands
The artist portraying now a winter wonderland.

Undressed trees in different shapes and heights
Patched up...

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Warmest Birthday Wishes

Belated Greetings, Cousin.
We are both Nanas, now!
I remember us playing cutouts,
in front of your living room door.

We'd set up a little table and 
charming little chairs, too.
The door would be open and 
screened, so...

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They’re sweaty and they’re soupy
Outrageous, and moody
They’re all together fruity
The Phantoms family
Their house is a soup bowl
Where people come to condole
They really are a hell hole
The Phantoms family
Stale
Impale
For sale
So get your table ready
With a soup...

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It was set on fire, the market place:
from a distance I was watching, the
hieroglyphic climate of the cutouts;

some shoes with yellow human feet embedded 
in them, were thrown on the images
of gods, lying on the...

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It was set on fire, the market place:
from a distance I was watching, the
hieroglyphic climate of the cutouts;

some shoes with yellow human feet embedded 
in them, were thrown on the images
of gods, lying on the...

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I see the scape that is in front of me
There is no green today, no sound,
Just views from the window pane
Looking down on a life size model
Cars like cutouts, lined up all in a row
A...

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