Short Cuttings Poems
Short Cuttings Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Cuttings by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Cuttings by length and keyword.
The Romantic
When Dad
Brought Mum flowers,
He would root cuttings, then
Plant them in her garden to grow.
Romance!...
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Categories:
cuttings, father, love
Form:
Quintain (Sicilian)
Grass Cuttings-
sleeping Aurora
mowing smooth a lawn cutting
a John Deere motions
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teeming green grasses
well kept this lawns cut
after being mowed
5/28/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020...
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Categories:
cuttings, environment, work,
Form:
Haiku
Fresh Cut Grass
My favorite thing about the month of June
The smell of cuttings across the lawn
The air so crisp and beautifully warm by noon
The smell of the day after right after dawn
Spirits linger in early mournings rays
Each moment passes, away silently slips the day
If only those moments could only last
The smell of dew and fresh cut grass
Clean, crisp and fresh holding it with loving grasp
All through the day...
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Categories:
cuttings, children, friendship, happiness, life, seasons, day,
Form:
Light Verse
Unordinary Food
Cheese & jelly sandwiches
Straws for short grilles
Pickled feet cannibal's refuse to eat
Frozen snow in your bowl
Dandelions greens I'm hypertension hold the fat back please
Winger washing machine
Candles burning on both ends
When you done dreaming
Wake up screaming
A lance injected a sword slices
Cuttings variables potato salad
What does all this mean
Don't eat food's out of the ordinary???
10/18/17
Written by James Edward Lee Sr 2017©...
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Categories:
cuttings, assonance, celebration, endurance, urban,
Form:
Free verse
Bonsai
I like to show up early
He was always late.
I planned my every move
While he relied on fate.
If I decided somethings wrong
He would decide it's right.
Like a willow I would sway
Like a maple he stood strong.
We pruned our likes and dislikes
Much as trimming a Bonsai.
We focused on the good parts
Tossing off the bad to die.
Our compost pile of cuttings
Began to set us free.
Eventually we both conceded
Love is simply meant to be....
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Categories:
cuttings, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Stars In Maine
Rich dark blanket of night,
Silken wrapper, inducer of sleep,
You sooth the glare of harsh daylight strivings.
Half of the world sinks into rest.
Beyond the soft, tenebrous cloak: infinite brightness.
Into the dense fabric a droll designer deftly fashions
Small snips, eyelets, delicate cuttings,
Wheeling patterns – the geometry of whimsy.
Sprinklings of brilliance,
Sparkling clarity beyond imagining,
Dustings of ancient, newborn glitter,
Stars give a benediction to sleep....
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Categories:
cuttings, night, sleep, stars,
Form:
Blank verse