Auction Poems - Poems about Auction

I had financially fallen on very difficult times, and had to sell many of my valued treasures, including twenty rolls of uncirculated dimes. To get the best bids, I'd taken great measures. Most valuable was a glass sculpture of Earth, but only be sold without taking it apart. There had never been an estimate of its worth and letting it go at...

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The auction began and I could feel my pulse patter, If I don't get this house, my heart it may shatter. I got my ducks in a row, when I saw the sale poster, It's been a ride to get here, a real rollercoaster. You see, the house was my Mama's, but she got in a rut, The bank...

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In the auction of damnation They sell souls of the damned, Those who plummet from the summit On the auction block will land. If hell is where you’re heading Prepare for being bought, But if you desire being buyer Then this tale is worth your thoughts. A demon of high status Dained to bid upon a soul, Paddle raised with steady gaze And thus his...

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The public is invited to The auction house before The art is bid on, sold and then Is carried out the door. Since I live close, I love to go To check out the display And wonder ‘bout the patrons - All that money they might pay. I couldn’t really picture A Picasso on my wall Next to pictures of my family – That just...

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quiet pillows ebon noisemakers brass-blows, red-green drums tympanic lament of grief solace throws on brown sofa ...

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if you hold the ocean up to your ear an old empty shell is what you will hear a creature long dead that once called it home his belongings sent to charity, all his stuff gone sold by online auction or by family taken but he’ll always be there as the sound of the ocean ...

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Open to the public, There are paintings to peruse, Plus some sketches and some sculpture For the connoisseur to choose. On the days before an auction I will wander through the space, Wond’ring if there’s a Picasso Or Monet I can embrace. Just today I saw Pissarros, Norman Rockwells and Matisse. There were quite a few Chagalls All hanging, waiting for release. Though I’m lucky to be...

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Drop of tear Splash the floor She remain still Until the gush of wind tilt Oh my goodness Why I have to face such freak No one deserve to be treated Like this Holy moly even the season Change with it's pace Look, being human My life depends on others hand Heart pound every sec Tickle of rain drop Swept my Pain Wind whisper near my ear " Fight yourself...

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Interesting to me that red coral looks so beautiful next to Turquoise They go hand in hand like grass and trees and ducks and ponds I kept going back to take one more peek Just buy it! My girlfriend urged me. I truly did want it, but I had already bought so much for myself. You deserve it! My inner...

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Written: October 18, 2023, For Ink Empress Dodoitsu Contest ________________________________ soul auctioned out to mirage hostile and harmful hardship cunning, for the devil, grins In pursuit of fame...

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In my neighborhood, there is A well-known auction space Where items are displayed before The auction will take place. It’s open to the public, so Today we went to see Some very famous songs composed By Freddie Mercury. So cool to see, in his own hand, With doodles on the page, The lyrics which I’ve heard A thousand times, which still engage. Why he crossed out “Mongolian” Is...

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Beneath billowing sack cloth tent An auctioneer jibber-jabbers his words. Below his red mahogany dais Sit Fifty Amish American women and girls. Black-bonnet-ed, bidder-number in hand, they chirp for cowl or coat, yelp for yarn, raise bid card for church books, wool hats, many lengths of linen, plethora of patches to sew into quilts. Each lady bides her time until...

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Auction of emotions; Shouting inside, a switch that keeps getting flipped; Calm to the highest bidder, when is my chance to fly? Sold so fast seems I just can't afford to buy it; Is peace designed for the rich? Grasping for harmony soaked in a sea of chaos, as I drown lying in the rain; Natural levee suddenly fails me and everything inside...

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When fate pulls at my haiku of heartstrings, I curse the syllables of my poetic musings. If I do not express my sorrows, how will petals blossom in my garden? Upon the midst of bewilderment, lost without a bosom for a sanctuary. Life can cause confusion; seem somewhat an illusion; when the mind only sees disillusion. Upon the depths of despair; placed upon the ledge of melancholy...

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Sky came with a hammer To bid an auction of two colors Green and blue to sell Sea gained blue Land signed for green...

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