Best Entrepreneurial Poems
If, by chance, the world should end tomorrow
How would you spend the last day of your life ~~
Either in revelry or regret? in jubilation or sorrow?
With time cut short, your day becomes staccato
Apologies for everyone whom you caused strife,
If, by chance, the world should end tomorrow.
Perhaps a visit to a sacred and most holy grotto
To commune with the saints about the afterlife
Either in revelry or regret? in jubilation or sorrow?
No time for entrepreneurial schemes to borrow
No time for the cutting words slicing like a knife
If, by chance the world should end tomorrow.
Interesting, as we’ve no promise for the morrow
Neither breath, nor place, nor space nor heighth
Either in revelry or regret, in jubilation or sorrow.
‘Tis up to us to plow a straight and narrow furrow
To make the most noble, good, and worthwhile rife
If, by chance, the world should end tomorrow
Either in revery or regret? in jubilation or sorrow?
written April 26, 2022
An instant touch
Can bring life
Fertilize an egg
Procreate and excel
Expand on an idea
Stand on business
Grow your company
Instant entrepreneurial touch
An instant touch
Can bring death
Shot of a gun
Driving drunk
An instant touch can heal
Like the woman in the bible
Who had an issue of blood
Touched His hem was made whole
My instant cup of coffee or tea
May not seem so great to me
But the person without a cup
May see me as blessed filled up
Life is filled with so many instances
Be open to the significant possibilities
"when the Gods want to punish you, they answer your prayers"
--line from the film "Out of Africa"
She stopped, transfixed, a breathless
butterfly pinned to a board, and she said,
"That is So beautiful!" Then, turning
to her husband as they stood in my kitchen
before an aerial photograph of L'Ile de la Cite'
shaped like a ship in the beating heart of Paris,
(young Yuppie wife of entrepreneurial architect
who owned half the houses on the street
where I lived), she asked with pleading eyes,
"Could we go someday?" Knowing the appetite
for that which lies beyond Beyond: Paris,
La Cite' Emeraude, or wherever is the personal
Shangri La, I wished I could have shared
what I've known: a second floor apartment
in an historic building in the 12th--its
circular staircase royally carpeted in red,
enclosing a tiny lift, depositing us
to a storied paradise, its rooms extending
beyond glass doors of an antechamber into
a formal salon, two stately bedrooms
with balconies, and a "bureau," birthplace
of poems, diaries of dreams, and in the interior
courtyard beneath our common windows,
open to the Paris bleu, a caged canary sang,
lusting for open sky in mornings filled
with the perfume of freshly baked pastries
and baguettes from the patisserie below.
Once, I was besotted with a man who told me
after lovemaking, "I never knew how
much yearning you needed." He divined this,
and for a time he fed that soul hunger in me, so
that it was hard when he left, and they always leave.
Ships seeking harbor, leave in their wake
a yearning in the corners of your life, which will
surely bring back Paris and everyone you have ever
loved, which will somehow, somehow, against
all odds, satiate the supplicant heart.
an earlier draft of this barely satisfactory missive ex post facto, i chomped asper with upper dentures upon evincing a couple of typographical errors, in up rye or draft, and did not wanna dodge being a spell bound stickler for typing words correctly.
though no obligation to trot out this fixation sans zero misspelling tolerance, a compulsion with any concomitant obsession found me reposting before a repast of dessert - so there Ghost of Marie Antoinette, wherever you might be hiding - i can have my cake and eat it too!
Minus trimmings and over stuffed ego freezers,
but altruism, civility, Dharma bum ethnocentrism,
gratuitous homogeneous internationalism,
karma mosaic opportunism, quitessential righteousness,
unpretentious vivacious wide world yipping,
brouhaha dutifully emphasizing friendliness,
antithetically booing critical, popularly pugnacious
spoiled trump petting uber western yikyak,
zealous antipathy craving everything.
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a hypothetical, mental, rhetorical thought question
occurred to me just moments ago
sans, milk of human kindness bubbles frothily
upon major American holiday,
whereat figurative bro
thar and sisters exhibit philanthropic
good-samaritan charitable ambitions
especially, towards indigent that crow
for bare necessities
other than
when Thanksgiving rolls around, and dough
nuts to dollars even most frugal misanthropes
play feigned charitable card egoistically glow
with ambient benevolence, civility,
diligent energy, and friendly hello
and sundry pleasant greetings
hook hood be some
soon tubby rich entrepreneurial stranger
ready to make shares available vis a vis IPO
(Part Two, Continued)
The better choice of the two, I believe is clear enough even for the ignorant.
Everyday a new adventure in human psychology, pain, and suffering.
allowed the privilege to interact with an endless array of human variety.
This disease knows no race, gender, class, sexuality, or political affiliation.
afflicting far more than the deranged few, as some would have you believe
a stereotype of persons with addiction, to create distance from the disease
It is possible that every living human, knows, or is related to someone afflicted.
Denying to acknowledge their loved ones condition, is the definition of ignorant.
It seems only fitting that the cause of our modern day's massive rise in addiction
Heroin, so numerous in its effects, stronger than any before, and more addicting
Is the direct descendant of man's original addictive remedy, the Opium Poppy.
The worlds percentage of heroin addicted persons, passing epidemic proportions
nothing in our lifetimes has possessed this level of destructive power.
society barely managed to subdue and heal from the international Opium problem
The fact an implication of how difficult this new epidemic will be to stop
A terrible time to be an addict, but prosperous for entrepreneurial persons
Maybe this is my chance to increase my level of success in my current hustle
I have the ability, knowledge, and connections to be a true kingpin.
However, one constant continuously holds me firmly at my current level of success
Held back so long by addiction, I finally realize the extent of my enslavement
If I didn't have to support an immense and ever increasing drug habit
Long ago, I would have reached the level of extreme wealth and riches
I am embarrassed to admit the expense of my extremely costly past time
But, I will say with honesty the number spent resides in the millions
And, that is at distribution cost, purchasing quantity at a wholesale discount
Unaware and not wanting to know the true cost if bought at street price.
An entire lifetimes of earned yearly salaries, injected into my plump veins.
More money has gone into my veins, than into many millionaires bank accounts
If they hadn't been used to chase a short and fleeting sensation and feeling,
I would be among one of the richest individuals I know, without a doubt.
Circa February 28th, 1968 - The Former Leiper Estate
Soon after our family settled
into the sprawling estate
named "Glen Elm" approximate
half century old from date
mentioned in title, said treasure
rosy Gypsy foretold fate
Harriet Harris, (daughter
of Antebellum Rebecca great
Kuritsky - Brooklyn transplanted
Southern Belle), create
head "FAKE" story, whereby
former did absquatulate
with jack of all trades (Boyce
Brandon Harris) too late
above named ramshackle
mansion, they remained mate
to each other til death did
thee mum part, congratulate
sans, her high school chums
felt envious - girls did rate
papa (now octogenarian widower)
most handsome (master) bait,
whose smarts earning advanced
degree applying his pate
as mechanical engineer for
General Electric did satiate
penchant solving complex
mathematical equations tete
a tete for super intelligent
entrepreneurial fella alleviate
head real passion rehabilitating
derelict property, allocate
ting leisure time resuscitating
neglected homes ameliorate
head procreative itch practically
rebuilding this did animate
dad's profuse true calling
spending hours fame did anticipate
(though papa quite modest,
and other people gushed appreciate
ting self taught revitalizing
unseen hidden gem and to articulate
unique artistic flair himself
as taskmaster masterpieces intimate
ting creations nobody, but
himself could imagine brilliance pate
drew forth unbelievable
enhancements doppelganger did berate
rarely could family, friends,
strangers...do more than capitulate
with ceaseless praise always
adding final touches to captivate
most flattering aura, charisma,
karma (credit) perfectly calibrate
head aesthetic qualities even
shabbiest building communicate
ting magic touch of, who plied
blood, sweat and tears culminate
ting in unbelievable transformation
particularly, how to designate
ideal amount of appeal to abode
came to screeching halt dissipate
head after mum passed, and papa's
raw talent earned thru educate
ting himself, no amount of inborn
inherent blueprints did illustrate
native bent, BUT no new life could
resurrect demise of his queen soulmate!
Your intentions follow you. The stuff you're intending today is not going
to show up today, for it is new. It's going to show up in days, weeks, months and sometimes years on down the road, remove the worrisome load.
Being successful in the Entrepreneurial world and making the Law of Attraction work for you, is a lifestyle, not a 1-2-3 formula for instant manifestation that is true.
Every day is a new act creation, and your manifestations will show up in multiple ways. When your desires show up, your manifestation arrival will seem natural, normal and expected in so many ways.
Probably not that all exciting; this is normal because you have matured to the point that you can manifest the dreams you longed for, put them in writing.
Rome wasn’t built in a day, a famous saying. Take time to see each new level as a new path opens for you to move forward with grace and appreciation.
When we are grateful for the small things in life; that is when the bigger manifestations arrive without strife.
Understand this and you're halfway there. Relax and enjoy your accomplishments as well as the journey with loving care.
Have fun with it and embrace your adventure!
The doctor gave the diagnosis of pernicious anemia
Which then explained the new found fatigue
In the past, he had been able to take on any enterprise
An astral imagination was his adherent
To help carry out his entrepreneurial spirit
Now all of his gifts seeped slowly like sand through the hour glass
He had wanted to traverse over the poverty of his childhood
He refused to accept any sort blemish
That would dampen the ladder to his success
His visage upon his final goals landed
Rural plots turned into verdant open land, tools, equipment stored
Now like a sentry he guards his fold
Date: October 30, 2020
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Contest: Eight Word Challenge
Replicated news diet,
it don't ever change
Every day they feed us
more and more of the same
Smirking politicians
with greedy, covetous eyes
Make us more empty promises,
using the same old fake lies
Wall Street suit hustlers
selling the stolen American dream,
want more people to naively invest
in the same failed pyramid scheme
Experts and authorities
with fancy titles next to their name,
use recycled sound bytes ...
suggesting only more of the same
Prosperity peddling preachers
say for twenty bucks they can heal your poverty pain
But I've sniffed that snake oil incense before,
and it smells like more of the same
Entrepreneurial cult spirits
marketing pagan electronic games
Have converts in idol-making factories,
mass producing more of the same
As the sun rises each day,
and the four seasons change
I'm sure the next generation
will see even more of the same
Spring Equinox 2019 ™®©- çø!a
Wednesday, March 20, 2019
out of hibernation,
sans mancave, I will climb
specifically at 5:59 Post Meridiem
eastern standard time,
when calendrical, celestial,
and chronological prime
airy factors mark
onset of temperate clime
mitt, also coincides with
'super worm equinox moon,'
to this Earthling, would appear
no larger than a dime
though ironically enough,
said satellite of Earth
closest to this oblate spheroid
whatever esoteric tidbit may be worth,
yet unwittingly inviting once in a
blue cheese moon opportunity
to espy with naked eye lunar dearth
of life, nor feasible conditions
warrant sear ching colonizing ahoy
by an adventurous space cowboy,
but perhaps convenient
launch pad to employ
entrepreneurial minded profiteers,
whether Jewish or goy
establishing other worldly
getaway to enjoy
reprieve, asper burgeoning
hardy madding crowd
populating nearly every square inch,
sans third rock from the sun, a proud
arrogant, defiant, haughty,
et cetera species predominantly cloud
ding, glomming, mucking, et cetera
exploiting courtesy manifest destiny
bajillion year old planet as if endowed
by divine creator to trumpet "FAKE"
supremacy, tis not white in my mind
declaring might equals right unbowed
credo selfishly amassing untold wealth
ideally at expense and health
of every others by fiat, force and stealth
consigning subjects to slavery
in an effort to rule global commonwealth,
which self centered
aggrandizement that ball
(pockmarks most visible hall
of the moon tin king)
did not return my call
and thoroughly explains
without rhyme and reason
why what appears as face on lunar surface
actually migrants of Stonehenge vestial wall.
The federal republic of Nigeria.
my country they say is very
corrupt with selfish leaders,
bribery among ourselves,
where unemployment is more
than the people, where there is
inequality among male and
female. the land where poverty
can be found and high rate of
bad gambling of all where
dangerous people are.
with these Nigeria has the
largest diversity of culture with
good heritage and we are
proud of it
we are very entrepreneurial ,
confident, and respectful
we are bound with freedom,
unity, faith, peace, which we
progress in all aspect of our
day to day life and filled with
humility.
our smiles lightens our world
we are blessed with rich sweet
dark chocolate skin which does
not age fast
our accent tops our world
justice is our shield and
defender
we never let the labours of our
heroes be in vain
above all we are GOD’s own
creation.
rashidat………..
Little known holidays occurring on February fifteenth...,
awaiting commercial sponsors to become...
what else...,but hand over fist money makers?
(http://www.holidays-and-
observances.com/february-15.html)
Excess Valentine's surplus sweet treats
and assorted paraphernalia
need not go to waste
said sappy accouterments
can be repurposed
quickly without haste
less pronounced celebrated fetes faced
overwhelming stiff as an arrow baste
in love potion, understandable
no satiny frills laced,
or some other eye catching
emoji, persona, symbol...
awaits deft ploy of marksman/
woman to lift from obscurity,
whose ontological, mythological,
historical...basis replaced
essence mined to the Maximus,
and references to FACTS erased
with brilliance craftily distilling
entrepreneurial finesse aced
to broker psychological seduction,
(albeit subtle) synchronicity braced,
sans free market capitalism crux
linkedin at optimal nexus enterprize prefaced
with salient mania to generate profit raced
to the forefront of popular media
adulterated and of course embraced
by president of United States with
many commercial donning merchandise,
quoting P. T. Barnum,
there's a sucker chased
and born every minute, and
trumpeting how to make
a stack of money
(held together by
toothpicks and paste)
tall as the Taj Mahal,
which occasion aced
with fanfare including
handing out signed "FAKE"
copies of 'The Art Of
The Deal' amazingly graced
on podium along with
candies, gewgaws, tsatskes...
toting, praising, lauding...merits of:
Angelman Syndrome Day
Annoy Squidward Day
(Sponge Bob Square Pants)
International Angelman Day
International Childhood Cancer Awareness Day
Lupercalia
National Caregivers Day -
February 15, 2019
(Third Friday in February)
National Gumdrop Day
National Hippo Day
Nirvana Day – (Buddhist)
Remember the Maine Day
Susan B. Anthony Day
World Information Architecture Day -
February 15, 2019
(Third Friday in February).
Multinational economic and political and religious leaders,
parents and teachers,
repent!
Do not over-invest in exploiting the weakness of outsiders,
but nurture our cooperative strengths
when we only have insiders
with diverse strengths and weaknesses.
We don't need more lessons
on how and why and when and where
to be good entrepreneurial capitalists
playing WinLose self-redemption games
of false autonomy
and perilous short-term thinking
and narrow-minded planning.
We do need more WinWin cooperative lessons
mentors
games
processes that progress polyculturing regenerativity,
how and why and when and where
to listen to and mindfully grasp
good and healthy and beautiful cooperative wealth
of truth and trust in globally inclusive democracy
of ownership
through co-subsidiary solidarity,
integrity of Earth's self-governing abundance,
grace of nutritional forests,
karma of tidal rivers,
love of co-passion,
kindness of not unkindness,
contentment of positive content,
happiness through wu wei balance,
health of Tipping point harmonics.
Repent not with lamentation
but by reweaving celebration.
What was the original multinational corporation,
economic,
political,
religious?
Christianity spread for faith investment reasons
rather than competing disinvestment treasons.
Faith spreading virally through creolizing cooperations
and bad faith through demonizing fear and anger-mongering.
Messiahs arrive to turn matriarchal Earth upside down.
Not more patriarchal WinLose invasion
past its post-millennial time,
but more WinWin reverse-hierarchical
self-investing bilateral persuasion.
Golden Rules
apply to mega-corporations
remembering communion with Earth's paradise promise.
Then less need to worry
fret and stew
criminalize and demonize
with Rusty Cruels.
Messiahs,
small through megalogical co-mentors,
win through vulnerable weaknesses
of egocentric death
investing increase as eco-centric healthy life.
Eccentric Emma, third world charity advocator
Posts smiling foreground photos in mud slewn villages
Personifying inconsistency wafts remote mantra
Mind realm torrents when Followers Like - limitless!
Travels to India restore her heart's connection
Finds enhanced spirit to spruke eco awareness
Flying globally promotes environment's protection
Inspiring group loaded Moped selfie shared with us
Music festival painted face participant
Conjured creation poetry flow in cosy yurt
Auto biography depicts flatulent elephant
Busy vision mushrooms make logic inert
Occasionally posted toddler rememberings
Receive role call of awe drawn replies
Blond curled spark eyed munchkin grin
Retained young outlook, fart poem supplies
Updated page sells self painted guitar
claimed to have been owned by AC/DC
Imported stock sees profit from spirulina
Entrepreneurial shift from childhood ADHD
Nomadic yoga posing 80's born alternate
Emma, changed her surname to Everfree
Her permaculture preach has holes in it
New living quarters each month or three
Sporadic travels to soul's partner, Hawaii
Engaged by quest to marry herself
Masculine inner attributes enlightening
Complexity must be hers uniquely dealt
Keen Facebook fan of spontaneous dance
Rolling to Random Rab, office chair expressive
Arm fling brings shattering of glass desk lamp
Naming failure destiny, stalled artist replenished
Close to home exploits in essays documented
Park brake left off vehicle, ensuing downhill chase
Securing it heroically before damage (almost) resulted
Brings multitudinous comments of (unearned) praise
Originated: 14th June 2020
Subject' s actual legally changed name
rhymes with 'Emma'
Satire Saturday passed without posting,
so I went with Rip the Crap out of Someone Sunday!!
Parody speaks its flattery
Curiousity reeks of jealousy
PING
He's the man of the house,
Loving dad of two boys.
He's a delightful,
Soft-spoken man and quite serious.
But every so often,
He can be hilarious.
Ever and again,
When he's in the mood,
He loves to cater to his
family and acquaintances.
Whilst he's cooking,
He shows his intuitive dance,
which was stupendous.
He's a man with no vanities,
Never been vain or ostentatious.
That success was fueled by his hard work.
He never shows feelings of
Superiority in his Entrepreneurial company.
He tattooed Jesus' face on his chest,
With deliverance,
Which symbolises protection
And a huge love for Him.
He is a man who has defined his goals
With confidence and auspicious.
Against all the odds on his journeys,
Ping was ultimately victorious.
He thanks God so much for He is so gracious!
Written by: Mother-in-law
Rosey RMV 07/03/2021