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Best Auctioneer Poems

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Premium Member Auctioneer
An unmarked auction house in the cellar
Fat cat millionaires outbid one another
A quiet pissing contest
To be the lowest of low-lifes.

A living corpse up for gropes...I...

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Categories: auctioneer, corruption, culture, hurt, missing,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Grandma's Hand Sewn Quilt
When the auctioneer first shows it,
I feel a sudden piercing shock.
My grandma's hand-sewn antique quilt
Is on the auction block.
It is the lovely basket pattern
And her...

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Categories: auctioneer, age, grandmother,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Auction of Emotions
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...

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© Silent One  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: auctioneer, angst, emotions, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Secret: For Auction Contest
This is the last piece to go. All the others are sold.
I hate to part with it, but now that I've grown old
I need to...

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© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: auctioneer, feelings,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Priceless
Sun from the window, shines gold on the grain
with a faded patina that the new can't attain 
You have dusted my cobwebs, and polished my...

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Categories: auctioneer, appreciation, beauty, history, home,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member A Rare American Coin
This coin depicting a head of man with laurel
is a rare treasure from the American History,
as an auctioneer I could sell it for a large
sum...

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Categories: auctioneer, art, beauty, blessing, culture,
Form: Free verse
A Little Bit of History -Auctioneerist Contest
it lives in an old chest
the auctioneer stated eyes fixed on it with a stare
I have a piece of history in my hands
let me show...

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Categories: auctioneer, history,
Form: Rhyme
The Chatty Chair
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U-umph, Oof-fa ha!.... There, comfy now?
Hey, would you pick up your tush,
reach in here and pick up your wife's locket?
It's  down here under my...

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Categories: auctioneer, funny, imaginationme, me,
Form: Free verse
The Curse of the Ventriloquist
He mimicked all who entered the darkened room, 
felt the fear in their eyes when watched with zeal.
He was a performer and his sidekick Sid...

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© Lu Loo  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: auctioneer, imagination,
Form: Rhyme
The Golf Club Auction
Based on a poem by an unknown poet and written for a friend who bought a club at a golf auction! 


It was old and...

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Categories: auctioneer, art, fun, games, golf,
Form: Verse
Auction Poetry
Break bad ‘n -a bid it anna bump it anna level um bum,
Twenny dolla bid ‘n all in an all done?
Well there’s five and twenny...

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Categories: auctioneer, on writing and words
Form: Light Verse
My Home Town
MY HOME TOWN
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS	
Time moves on never stands still
It changes the outcome no matter the will
Of the dreamers who hold on to and then
Each...

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Categories: auctioneer, america, community, emotions, feelings,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Farm Auction
An unsophisticated feller attending an auction could find himself in a pickle!
The nuances, subtleties and gestures used in bidding could cost him a pretty nickel!
A...

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Categories: auctioneer, funny
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Family Farm - Passing It On
FAMILY FARM - PASSING IT ON
Grandfather never dreamed of taking help from anyone.
Grandma was always there at his side, from the crack of dawn.
They were...

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© Vee Bdosa  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: auctioneer, father, family, family, farm,
Form: I do not know?
Before the Day Ends
I saw a girl at the museum. I had to take her number
It was like my heart woke up from a long slumber

She was admiring...

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Categories: auctioneer, longing, love,
Form: Rhyme

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