Short Cutting Out Poems

Full on apple tree
Sometimes predicts cold weather
Cutting out the worms
Rescuing the sweetest part
Delicious apple cobbler...

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Mama's in the kitchen
Frying chicken, golden brown
Smothering cabbage
Just rushing around...
Cutting out home-made biscuits
With a jelly jar
Telling us kids
Not to go too far.
Oven's breathing fire
for candied sweets
Oozing in cinnamon and
Butter,
And until I eat,
Not another word
Will I utter!

Cynthia...

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This is not who I am.
I hate what i've become.
Dependent on my razor and pills.
The hurtfull things i've said and done.
The past is back to haunt me.
I'm running from life.
As I make it halfway,
I turn to my knife.
Cutting out my sorrow,
Living off of the pain.
Trying to change my life,
But only creating shame....

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I think that I have never seen
  an idea that is more obscene
    ~ than that of tipping a machine

  I thought tips were meant for service
  Cutting out our jobs makes me nervous
    ~ without us humans, what's the purpose?

  But! gotta keep up with the times, you know
  Seems that tipping for !nothing? is the way to go
    ~ and so: 'Take your service to Hell, way down below'...

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it was all a game
what a shame
she could never be the same
with all the lies that he had claimed
she would never have the last name
it was him that was to blame

the starry sky she saw each night
this reminded her of how he made her feel when it was right
she didn't want to fight
she wanted everything to be right
cutting out the light
missing him every night

without him her life was empty and void of pleasure...

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For others, spring means life
Flowers bloom
And babies are born
The air smells fresh
Perfect for new beginnings
For me
Spring triggers memories
Scenes in my mind that make me cringe
Trauma
Depression
Fear
And
Obsession
For me
Spring
Will forever symbolize the opposite of life 
Spring cuts into me
Deeper than the sharpest knife
Slow and steady
It drags down my heart
Cutting out my innocence
Spring is forever tearing me apart...

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Christmas Elves cut out the cookies all over the place.
They had them in each room, and they ran out of space.
In the bathroom? Someone asked, with a bit of a twitch.
It was the persnickety annoying grouchy old Christmas witch.

The bathroom elves are helping, and they know what to do.
They are frosting them in colors of red, green, yellow and blue.
We are also cutting out cookies on porch railings in the moonlight.
The Christmas witch threw up her hands and ran off into the night....

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