Bargaining Poems - Poems about Bargaining

Thirty-nine and thirty-eight… Let me get this straight. Thirty-seven and thirty-six… How can I be in this fix? Thirty-five and thirty-four… Are you sure there is no more? Thirty-three and thirty-two… What can I do? Thirty-one and thirty… Now I'm getting shirty! Twenty-nine and twenty-eight… I don't accept this fate! Twenty-seven and twenty-six… I refuse to be in this fix! Twenty-five and twenty-four… I’ll settle this score. Twenty-three and twenty-two… What's my...

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It cowers in the corner, newly born. I turn my spite-soaked back, riddled with resentment and pull the thin veil to sink beneath its cover. I will not watch it crawl, but it breathes, a shadow at the edge of my own threatening to merge. It waits, as I do for nothing while I ignore its cries and mine. And I turn to stone silently refusing the darkness at my feet. ~ It screams a...

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Shadows hiss_per, of secret, buildup-congealed, no longer trapped within curiosity's seals. Oceans of thoughts crash, unrested, on the rocks and hard-placed reveal of faith tested, self unmasked. Yearning souls beneath it's cloak, in fascination, unwittingly evoke. Stoke of spirits with egging yoke, at hand. While you're seeking...

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Bustling Tavern, din of thieves, prattles sounds, like mini battles of Sorcery, at mosaic of vomit tapestry. ...

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Death came for her on a Sunday. I have to fry the chicken for church, she argued. Death hung out in a closet with mildew and stains. She tried on clothes the victim would not need any more. Came out wearing a black leather coat that fit perfectly. You can have that, the victim said, hoping for more time. Monday...

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Would you take a dollar? No. Okay. Thanks. Would you take a fifty-cent piece? No. Okay. Thanks. Would you take a quarter? No. Okay. Thanks. The haggler has no idea how to haggle really, the vendor thinks, not realizing she gets more things for a dollar, a fifty cent piece and a quarter than anyone else in the world. The buyer leaves with her dollar intact. There is...

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Oh, dear God, less than one year ago you took her... his only sister, younger than he is... his wound still heals... ...

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Use not only a stool as a bargaining tool. Volodymyr Knyr 2014...

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unsatisfied with a life possessed by the significant other of choice, s/he begins to flirt, to open a door & lets in the heart of another, who appreciates him/her like s/he feels that s/he should be, who makes him/her feel sexy, who makes him/her feel alive, who makes him/her feel like leaving said significant other, at least some of the time--- for the years spent with the...

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A very special treat when I was a lad, Was going to J C Penneys with my Mom and Dad, To visit Santa sitting upon his elegant throne, Hoping my youthful follies with him I could atone! I'd been warned by Mom throughout the year, That if I behaved I would have nothing to fear, Because somehow Santa knew if I'd...

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A view from the cause, alters the landscape in you I surrender to the earth, the roots. Purifying the leaves. I tell myself, this was not me, my music. Still my skin has the tattoos of pandemic deafness. I am breathing through the lips. My attachment to death is a private affair my voice lies in a lake. The butterfly in...

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