Cookie Cutter Poems - Poems about Cookie Cutter

All cooki-cutter comments, say the same thing! But to blind you, they toss God's name in the ring. Stay away from me, please! Hang your comment on another poet's tree. Dishonesty and I are an explosive mix. Find someone else to lie to, and get your fix!                 ...

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COOKIE CUTTER LEAVES dark green cookie cutter leaves - so many they shouldn’t matter? do we love one more than the other? if each one gained an inferiority complex cut their wrists from the old oak tree and flew away to who knows why leaving us with broken branches would rain run mascara from our eyes produce raging rivers? would Spring become a painful season? Kim Rodrigues © 2017...

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This is a cookie cutter culture We all must think the same If you're outside the PC box Talking heads call you insane You better hold all their values Zombie minds.. must be lead Christians are old fashioned Everyone knows, God is dead There are no absolutes today What counts are opinion polls Kiss the ring of our great king Or you might end up...

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Driving through the broken, potholed streets Lined with houses spanning decades Each with a thousandfold more character than that of the cookie cutter impostors they call homes I appreciate the creaks and groans Much more than the sheen of granite stones Value comes down to values. What are yours? ...

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COOKIE—CUTTER VERSION true confession time stands and gears itself to concede in honest declaration the guilt of heeding to the scrutiny of veiled opinion from self-seeking minds the process is set in motion as worldly influences pull you to match the mould and modify yourself pleasing their moral principles tweaking your uniqueness dry one of a kind we are inimitable and rare our...

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On a whim, a demon will grab a fist full of mind. Slap it down- roll it out- sprinkle it with lye. Then pull out its cookie cutter heart. press down hard...real hard... Feed pieces of sanity to its hoard. Half devoured they crap you out. Into the shadow of an indigo night. ...

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The new age believers talk about us being ourselves, Yet, when we are the people we truly want to be, The Elitists create controversy by ripping uniqueness to threads, Cookie Cutter Images are what is expected in this society, Women who parade around as if they are Stepford Wives, Men who believe that their only place is the kitchen, A utopia pleasing...

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