Best Boardroom Poems

Thank You for the Applause.//

Though I think it’s time to pause,
Find space in the mind to reflect,	
Ideas and inspirations floating about to dissect,
Do you feel...

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God and The Devil sat counter
over whiskey at the boardroom table,
to negotiate the terms of her surrender;
no real surrender materialised,
but the battle-lines were re-drawn,
albeit imperceptibly...

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Unswallowed lumps of lobster immodest
     Crustacean returns to pincers persimmon 
     Waitress whisk indiscernible clears linen 
...

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Politicians are the most pretentious
 to emerge from the primordial mulch 
of creation.
They pretend to love, 
they pretend to care,
In the case of them doing...

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With confidence in his voice, his hair all askew
The Donald proclaims, "I can run for President, too!"
A self made man, with several TRUMP towers
The Real...

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(The rehab of a supervisor)

My eyes!  Saturated
with industrial crap, eventually
to intoxicate what’s left of one’s
bewildered brain.
My sight!  Shackled to the
delusion of corporate inconsistencies,
when...

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He rode up to the building
In a chauffeur driven car
A Rolls-Royce I think it was
He sported a cigar !

Wow! A big impression!
A rock-star could he...

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Mountains mourn a mildew. Such a deity of prowess. What a cumbersome lot those pickles. And oh look there, a pretty formation of moths in...

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Silence As Friend
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Mister,
can you help a poor rich fella out
Right now, I’m kinda down on my luck,
and that sucks
Will you help me out, please ...
can you spare...

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Boardroom Boredom, onBoard
Bordering unBound muse and
Bothering my over-bred mind
Bleating and Braying in me
Boring Beneath my attrium's Base
Brown abyss of bottomless breathes
Where Blue beams blondely
Beautifully veiled...

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THIS INCIDENT TOOK PLACE IN THE EARLY 70'S 


She was a mean witch from the North end of the city, imagine the tears  
I...

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If, as hippy folklore claims, it never rains in California,
Then the watermark is never washed out of the phoney cheque,
And when you’re dead and gone...

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I have seen
Insensitive men
That flourish
With power
Inside the office boardroom,
Manipulators.

Spilling blood
Of inspired culture
A place where
Slight of tongue
Turns the blade within the wound,
Hard men are cut down.

How...

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Every day there I am, out there.
Smartly dressed, all smiles, like I care.
Trying to fit in a world that has no fittings.
Standing straight and decent,...

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