The Glib Salesman

so wily and smooth, he boasts
   he can make huge profits
      among Sahara Bedouins
         selling them mounds of sand;

so shrewd and suave, he brags
   he can convince Eskimos
      right in their igloos to buy 
         from him expensive tons of snow;

now so quiet and cold, he still
   touches those he outsmarted,
      even in his grave, in the ground,
         with the sand, 'neath the snow.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace