Short Jut Out Poems

David's pupil A-J GrosG
was often at a lossl
Jut 64 when he died
sadly committing suicide...

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thyer not dieing
am not lieing
am deneing
am not lazy
jut drives me crazy
to hear 
BABIES CRYING...

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they get wet
water  like a jet
as lay 
in everyway
hold arms with charm 
each
some jut met
ITS
SEX SUMMER AND THE BEACH...

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its that time
its one of a kind
you;ll choke
by th smell of smoke
moving high to the sky
its like moving dust
it jut
CHRISTMA AND CHESTNUT...

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you know some go
door to door
jut to eat
no place to sleep on the street
up down and around
its a sad sad walk
its
GETTO BLUES WALK...

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its mean a lot
aword thats hot
you should   and do
it will talk to you
have the tools 
jut don't be a fool
it will make you blue
the
POWER OF HOW TO...

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we're from a difference race
we have the same taste
we like to dip
we like to sip
wine
we have the same sign
this is not jut lip
i  love
OUR FRIENDSHIP...

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rock jut draped in green
                                   magnificent violence

                                     still life in motion







MagiCicada17...

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Great tree / strong limbs jut
Storm comes / hard wind howls
Marred lawn / haul vast bits
Sad view / folks wear scowls

May 18, 2023
For  Let Us Rock Five - Wujue Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Suzette Richards...

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Nimbus green witch with gold eyes and jut out chin
and nimbus hood-like, held high and out taut neck;
Nimbus scuds a cosmos turn, from Salem be
                                  
         in perpetuum


Date: 06/13/2019...

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It started as love
Then everything went to hell
You were my everything above
Now I jut want to yell
Like a vampire it dranes the      
Out of me
It still won't let me be
I miss the loving feeling
Now I feel it all peeling
I'm Sorry. . ....

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Jungle's deadly wolf roams,
Jaws tightening as limbs
Jut out from black of night;
Jeering its prey for  one
Joust between man and beast:
Jingling its canine paws,
Jolts rip a hunter's flesh!



Pleiades-J Contest of Kim Merryman
3/5/2017
Checked with www.howmanysyllable.com...

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Late afternoon surfers
clasp the wind-swollen waves
to chests rounded and tanned,
jut-nippled and muscular --
the scent of their youth
fresh as the salt air.
They ride the belly-quivers
of the fecund green sea,
endless, undulating, incestuous --
the common watery womb
which bore us all....

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I look out of the window
and I am captured
by the gleaming grass
during the night
there was a heavy dew
now the world sparkles
precious jewels dot
bringing new life
to the land
I take a handful
but it jut melts
somethings 
are better
to being 
admired 
from afar like
jewels of dew...

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Skinny as Twiggy was in
    Flat as a board
  Not a millimeter sticking out
    Not even her pout

  Now it's all about curves
    And 'bubble-butts'
  Sticking out as far down there
    As a dislocated jaw might jut

  Friends, as far as this man's concerned
    ~ Either way, intimacy's spurned...

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Old boys! 
Jut their youths' ideas 
Marvel at dark streets 
Surrounded by lark' sound 

Age of the sun 
Life of the earth 
Facts seem phoney 
All dwindle hardy hopes 

Tongues spoken 
Words split open 
Guns left free 
And harvest in vain 

Hearts desired 
Reality crooked 
For the way paved 
Broken justice reserved...

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The people that are less understood in this world are usually the people that understand 
more then a normal person. they may be quite and shy but they are the ones that are going 
to change the world. If people call you weird or different jut say beck to them at least i have 
my own way and not the way of other people...

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I shut you out
can't get back in 
No talking
No touching
No nothing

I shut down completely
can't hear you
No sound
No words
No nothing

I shut off emotions
can't feel anymore 
Nothing cut
Nothing broken
Nothing

So cold
my heart pumps ice cubed
and snow cones
grace my veins
I'm sorry 
no one lives here
jut the ice that 
was there before!...

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The day Wilma went for her injection
The doctor he made a suggestion  
     Please strip to you butt
     And out it must jut
This will save you from getting an infection

So Wilma she sticks out her bottom
This will stop her from feeling so rotten
     His injection he aims
     But it's not quite the same
Injecting he seems to have forgotten







http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/humour-3.php...

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High on a blustery jut
he flouts his fear upon a buoyant swell.
Breathes in the tang
of crowberries and storm clouds
aroma’s sieved through wind and limestone,
sheep piss and heather.
Way down on a lower sky
rock ravens spiral.
This is his land, his free blown air.
There he declares himself
the very image of this scudding world;
and he magnified and upright,
somewhere between
a twirling gnat
and a new begot God.
© a day ago...

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Once you love someone 
Never let anyone get in the way
Hang in to them tight
Don't let them runaway

Think, are you going to be with them for life
Or are you jut wasting your time
It's hard to make this choice
With all the pain I feel inside

I\m never going to be good enough for you
I'll try but i wont stand in your way
We lost it all
It feels like you dont care anymore
Nothing will change the things
I said and did
nothing will make it right
Again...

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The companionable ills, short heavy breaths
 with which I force the wind into my blood,
 chill and whisper- that I am not 'complete',
 that my youth has 'run dry', and yet this poison lets
 me the world unfolding with unforeseeable possibilities:
 the jut skulls of mountains, fields of ripening wheat,
 ubiquity rising like a dove above the landscape
 and thundering down along the troubled feet of the city,
 I am at home with my lonely sorrow....

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Some old wooden houses are deep,
they have columns and porticos,
piazza, loggia, gables, and cupola.
There rooms are arboreal
they knot. curl and jut outward
as the limbs of a still treeing houses.

Once in a house like this,
I recalled the broadleaf woods of my childhood,
a memory that rocked me gently
in its timbered embrace.
I came to know that depth of my life,
its internal architecture
one room grown from another -
the many mansions....

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Back and forth on the blustery jut
I rock my brain in its buoyant swell.

The tang of crowberries and storm clouds
sieved through wind and limestone,
sheep’s piss and heather.

Beneath the high rock, rock ravens spiral,
peregrine swoop within a flying sky
turned upside down.

This is my land, this moment
I declare myself
the very image of this twirling world,

magnified, upright, 
somewhere between
a wind-blown gnat
and God....

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Free as a bird is how I want to be
Flying through the air, so carefree
Going higher and higher jut to meet my goal
And in every situation, I have full control

So open my cage and let me soar
To the heights and depths I must explore
Aiming higher and higher with the flap of my wings
Knowing I can accomplish anything

So come on now and set me free
To enhance the gifts that is within me
Gifts that would be a possibility
As soon as you set me free...

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