Best Negotiator Poems
I ask you: is there ever a time
when a woman is just a woman?
She is a mother, sister, lover,
giver of life, and the Queen of hearts.
She's the Yin that balances the Yang,
a partner, and the voice of reason.
And she's often both the catalyst
and the stabilizer men desire.
She's a subtle negotiator;
an Angel with a soul and conscience.
And the weaver that bonds families
tightly together with threads of love.
She is a kitten with her children;
yet a tigress when protecting them.
So, I ask, is there ever a time
when a woman is just a woman?
You seem to like a complex life.
You go out looking for struggle and strife.
You call this just a step up to the cause.
Do you solve any issues at all?
Then I see that you have team played.
An empowerment zone is therefore, staged.
Once established, you have become a trailblazer.
This is your political arena made.
Your socio-economical world is the USA.
The United States of America is multilayered.
Your aspect is as a business negotiator.
Comprehensive to law and perceptive to economic growth, you have
formed a workforce.
Your showground is pitched.
Shrewdness is a characteristic of yours that many of your followers state
is the rapport.
You understand all facets of the workforce and demonstrate implemented
components of a socio-economical world.
Nous is the epithet gave.
As a catalyst, this is not just a radical phase.
What are the factors of your continued success?
You must stay involved.
Political activism
You must stepped to the cause.
Political advocacy
You must build your bridges.
Consensus
Therefore, you are part of a greater focus.
Henceforward to construct the future is a defined path.
Longevity is distinctly your factor of continue success.
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PENNED JUNE 26, 2014!
NELSON MANDELA
N-National
E-Endearing
L-Leader,
S-Society’s
O-Optimum
N-Nostrum
M-Mythical
A-Apostolic
N-Negotiator,
D-Divinity’s
E-Emissary,
L-Liberty’s
A-Apotheosis!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
07 DECEMBER 2013
GREAT MEN NEVER DIE!
Dem. Trifiatis
City dwellers would agree
To trace a building’s pedigree
You simply have to look around
And find out where the super’s found.
For he’s the one at the controls
While also playing many roles –
He’s handyman and problem-fixer,
Referee and landlord nixer.
Plumber and negotiator,
Checker of the elevator;
Chaser-out of thieves and thugs,
Ridder of both mice and bugs.
If the super’s really good,
Then things are run the way they should.
Most make do with one just fair;
A super super’s pretty rare.
Tomorrow mine will call it quits.
With him, I’ve reaped the benefits
Of loyalty and total trust;
I’m sad to see him hit the dust.
There’ll be a new man at the helm
To rule this little urban realm.
I hope he’ll keep us all afloat
And pray he doesn’t rock the boat.
Emerald shiny baubles
attract wizard eyes ...
Balaam al-Oz
Assyrian acquisitions
be kryptonite-colored vanity
Ownership is an Alexandrian transaction,
a Grecian war rhetoric reaction
Gehazi greedy ...
take all that your Philistine soul see,
as much as your twelve fingers can reach
Sennacherib eyes bald eagle beady,
tilt the full treasure chest pirate empty
Hard diamond negotiator sue for peace,
brook of deceit bubbling sulfuric words acidly
Assyrian babbler
baring the saber sharp tiger teeth
Asking for more and more
shiny baubles ,
more than a Rab-shakeh heart could ever need
Baal belly lust consume:
Pure Pul gluttony, covetous Jareb vomiting
Iscariot greedy ...
betray any and everybody
for the precious metal blood money
Venusian discovery:
Jupiter begat Mars,
typical mythical anti-hero morality
Pharaoh pyramid schemes,
beryl baubles
shining in Caesar’s coffer coffin dreams
Kill the Tyrus body ... then kill the Magog zombie spirit arising:
don't vow pitbull loyalty to a low-born licentious liege
Count the death cost for the Sisera hostile takeover campaign,
calculate the Tartan war price for the protracted siege
Assyrian babbler
don’t wanna pay for the Wall
No more dead presidents
jaded green leaves gon windfall
Assyrian babbler
you’re gonna pay for the Wall
Taxing dead presidents
levee green sacks gon Jericho fall
Assyrian babbler
give the last tour of duty trump call
Between these words and this paper lie my feelings
They hold the connection together, no piercings
So abstract I just want to get lost in them
I think I have found a reason not to analyse them
They are multiplying inside, creating families within me
They all have the same vision; to one day make their way out of me
Their seeds are planted in me as a contigency plan to ensure constant
reproduction
They remain on standby for her name to be called
Her beauty speaks a language only understood by them, no subtitles
I speak on their behalf, no rank given to me, basically no titles
To their distinguished calculations i'm not fighting back
I lay words on this paper that gives it life, can't read them from the back
I say, write and do whatever is asked of me and in some twisted way I
approve of it
The new and the old feelings have combined forces, breaking through
sometimes hearing myself saying.........
"Her lips give authorisation for my imagination to work overtiime
Her beauty is painted all over my art gallery for the world to see
Once I have a look at those eyes I can never seem to find my way back to me
Her exquisite taste in everything got me wishing it could rub off on me
Yes, though i'm crazy about her, i'm not nuts
She deserves a yearly supply of cashew nuts
Although she prefers everything sour, I think she's absolutely sweet
Shhhhhhhh, an underground comedian, absolutely hilarious
Her laugh is amazing, her scientifically proven way of displaying excitement"
I need a special task team to keep these feelings under control
A negotiator to evaluate the terms and conditions keeping it under control
But then again where would I be without these feelings.
The mind can have the most fulfilling capacity
It's the 2nd most important thing of your anatomy
But first it comes the heart
These poems that i write is my own mental state of art
Full of cells and neutrons
I'm not Jimmy Neutron
Mentally slay you like terminator
Iconic negotiator
Predatorized like an alligator
He won't starve because I feed her hundreds of haters
My brain has thousands of layers
Peel one off you get another
The telepathic waves I send to my sisters and brothers
Even though we have different mothers
I got a powerful mind
Stronger than most in these hard modern times
My brain is a quarter, you have a dime
Like my heart, my brain is stainless
I am painless!
Known as a poetic chemist
My mind is a knuckle-less fist
Punches all fake friends, because I'm declared their nemesis
I write what I like because my mind is LIMITLESS
Going through hell, I am no stranger
To being in danger
Gas tank fueled by anger
And to think I used to wanna be a Power Ranger
I should have been the bad guy
LIke the song Say Hello by the rapper from Bed Stuy
I try to paint pictures you can see with your inner eye
The Brain....
The best controller you could use if you wanna win this game
many people wished to know why president Macron
was denied to participate to Brics summit
in South Africa.
Could he spy on them?
Was he thinking to join Brics?
Could he interrupt the summit with his personal agendas?
President Putin could not participate to the summit
as the International Criminal Court was pushing
South African officials to arrest him which could interrupt the Brics summit.
Brazil’s president " Lula da Silva" called on Wednesday
for the Brics nations to create a common currency
for trade and investment between each other,
as a means of reducing their vulnerability
to dollar exchange-rate fluctuations.
BRICS formally announced Iran,
Saudi Arabia, UAE, Argentina,
Egypt and Ethiopia as full
members starting from
January next year.
President of South Africa received many appreciations
for the good role of negotiator and organiser
of a successful Brics summit.
August 25/2023
With the quickness ...
unprecedented corporate rise
Fabulous omni-view sky work space,
immune to boardroom gossip sickness
Poker-face negotiator disguise ...
keep the key competition guessing
Do the necessary background homework,
anticipate any proprietary lies
Next gen capitalist with no corruption trace ...
squint the inside of planetary councils
Logic sequencing of managerial decisions,
investors' hugs are a burgeoning dividend embrace
Lawyers love the legal byzantine thickness ...
corner the market on low g orbital gear
Warp expansion of the company's political assets,
explains how a lowly rock hopper ascends with the quickness
I'm actually happy
I took this test online
and according to that,
I'm happy
I printed the results of my "are you happy?" test
so I can whip it out
in case someone were to protest
I am obsessed with these results
I can't stop reading that I am
spontaneous
inquisitive
and energetic
And apparently, I like to try new things.
That explains the promiscuous phase
I also have firm grip on reality
but I have little tolerance for schedules
Hence, I can't get to work on time
I can't help it
Evidently, I have a deep sense of compassion
And I'm good at listening and talking
(HUH?)
But clearly I am unable to write a poem that rhymes
I hope that won't negate all the above
because I was sounding so perfect
I am a EXPLOYER/NEGOTIATOR
meaning
I will do anything
then do anything to get myself out of the mess I made doing ANYTHING
I need to careful though
I could easily be SO MENTALLY FLEXIBLE
that I could appear to be indecisive and unpredictable
and I need to focus on one thing at a time
So if you happen to run into me
please proceed with caution
I am
charismatic
agreeable and adaptable
and able to convince you that I am just like you
I wish I were me.....
And I cannot tolerate boredom. That part is true.
A patriarch, legend, family man,
A moral compass,
An arc of proprietary leadership
With octopus creeping advancements
Inducing pomiferous effects
Africa’s epitome of
Struggle against racial oppression
The Great Madabe :
An iconic glistering personality
Held the jugular of
Erstwhile oppressors spell-bound.
According to him :
‘Exhausted all peaceful means’
Spear-headed weapons of warfare
To tackle this gamut
Rivonia Trials :
Black face in White Court,
White Court in Black Country,
Black Country White Ruled,
A sizzling paradox.
An illustrious Amicus Curiae
Who ought to ensure
Right persons do not
Travail in Court
Travailed but prevailed.
In Prison :
Remained a dignifying character,
Bubbling with unending
Vigour and vitality
Though sequestered within
The prison’s iron-gates
The ideals he stood for
Could not be suppressed
With draconian laws,
Separatist illusions cum policies.
Prisoner of conscience
A.K.A. 46664 Robben Island
His heart for his people
Obviously exhibited by
Willing sacrifice of
His freedom for countless numbers.
A multifarious personality :
A former herdsboy,
Won the Almighty God’s Heart
In tendering the herd
He saw another King David
Mindful of His creation
Nkosi Dalibonga,
Elder Statesman,
World Ambassador,
Amicus Curiae,
Exemplary Leader,
Reconciler of his nation,
Negotiator of peaceful end to Segregation.
Papa Madabe,
Indeed had a heart
For the people
No wonder God
Emplaced him as
The Primus Black African
To preside over his Country.
The Last Journey :
Home going,
From Pretoria,
The Military C-130 Hercules Jet
Hurtled through the morning skies
Landed safely at Mthatha Airport,
Eastern Cape Province
Where this son of a Chief
Spent the happiest years
Of his childhood.
Last Parade :
Colour Party of White and Black faces
Previously unheard of
A resounding result of the Struggle,
Carry Matata Madabe’s remains
To the dark coloured hearse
Amidst full
Presidential Honours…
Adieu Great Madabe
You were a Great light
Now in the far beyond,
Good night for your passage
Has caused an irreparable
Generational chasm for
Years to come.
Dearest to and embraces the weaknesses of others
On his account, he is a negotiator between life and death
Commitment to this fight has been sealed by the oath
Through pills and syringes he’s on Life’s side
Or by cutting, expertly done to the awe of a butcher, then
Reliefs everyone involved when every of his efforts count
But she sees things
In a different light
Where most would land
She takes flight
What seems simple to most
She couldn’t quite master
Her peers, on a float
She’s climbing a ladder
Some things, however,
Come easy as pie
She’s witty and clever
She sees the big why
A word generator
And charmer to boot
High class negotiator
And a looker too
An artist of course
A starving dreamer
Acknowledged the source
Friendly demeanor
Sprucing up the world
With aesthetic hues
Such a colorful girl
Liberal views
Never an outcast
In her circle
Her horizons vast
From yellow to purple
Her equivalent bubble
Housed all walks of life
For, she knows the struggle
Of balancing the line
May Motivate
After laying around thinking learned later
What I vitally needed was a negotiator
Regarding things about that I often wonder
And also on occasion will begin to ponder.
What in poetry writing should I never do?
Add words here and there or take away a few;
Maybe it might sound overly melodical
Mainly caused by being too methodical.
At beginning and certain point poem must start;
Don't always want to appear being smart
Or people by my poems may be overcome;
Start sounding confusing like a distant drum.
For poets to perform and be a perfect host
They must find out what bore people the most
In thought process and or as a central theme;
Perhaps, a poem which at first was a dream.
After all of us grow older year after year,
What will each person be afraid to hear?
Personal, other poets things they try to take
Got mad at me for comments I often make.
Story is now a poem after reaching an end
No one into ecstasy will or did it ever send
So make an effort, read mine and then wait
Until to, write more yourself, they may motivate.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran
www.poetrysoup.com
www.story-telling-around-the-world.com
He could reconcile sky and earth
but too early, too young he went!