Best Spreadsheet Poems

Love is ultimate, but with you it was fatal.
I had lots of laughter not until I said “I love you too!”.
Number two was my certified location
b’cos I’ve always reverenced you so high
at the topmost of priorities.

Your gladness was much more than my enjoyment,
it germinated into...

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Autumn dreams adorned the meadow
in a starless blue dome at night.
The moon, like covering stream flow,
Warmly spreadsheet was silver light.

With worn-out tone of joy and love.
Autumn dreams adorned the meadow.
Dark flocks of birds flap from above.
From across the moon's golden glow

Dreamy forms with...

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POIGNANT ECHOES 2
(Combo Mixed Verse Forms**)


Dark canopy, skyline deep black;
Morn suddenly flings radiance back.

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Dawn hurls
Fiery outburst;
Shadows flee

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Sparrow bird song, balcony choir;
Arise to morn with fresh new eyes;
Psalm sweet and...

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YES I AM
I am that tall,good and kind man
I have the longest legs on earth
I am the fastest man on earth
I am deaf and dumb
My eyes lead me like a sheep and its lamb
I am very curious but,
very time conscious
I am jobless
I am homeless
I always...

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Late in life I struggle against my insignificance
When I should enjoy the freedom from performance before an audience.
Applause is happiness but if they withhold applause, embarrassment.
When Da Liu put me to work crunching hexagrams and spreadsheet
      numerology
Instead of ghost writing...

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I am all confused about income tax credits 
Now you ask about something called debits? 
This is really driving me insane with a pain. 
Do I get interest at all for capital gains? 
What can I tell you about common stocks? 
Now liabilities and stockholder’s...

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There’s value bean counters can’t grant
Supplant not old models they chant!
They rant that life forms’	
Cells must fit spreadsheet norms
As accountants’ brains are quite scant...

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Fruit smoothies
Peculiar notions;
Forget-me-not

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Mimosa carpet
On the grass verge;
Violet orbs greet

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Floral bouquet
A lover's gift;
Joy escalates

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Odes and sonnets
Words in-sync;
What's the occasion?

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Date with fate
Don't be late;
A full plate

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April intervenes
Abrupt endings;
Motley stuff

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Old lovers here
Vintage furniture;
Clumsy clutter

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Those sad eyes
Staring at me;
Lost for words

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Old sepia prints
Time mellows stains;
Ancient memories

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Nightfall cicadas
Creepy cacophony;
Frogs croaking

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Sums...

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I circled around the park three times and continue journeying towards the west
On my first cycle I met a couple sitting on the corner watching me like big brother
The young man shouted at me in a friendly tone he wanted to know where I was...

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The mining towns are shadows now
just memory's of lost miners dreams.
The empty shops and for sale signs
reflect the closing of the mine.
The corporate spreadsheet spoke
and people's lives it wrecked.
To make the share holders rich
and to break the unions grip.
From cupboards full to food bank queue's
the...

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Lot of money being made in death sales,
plenty pints of iron-copper deposits
Body bags coin-wrapped
are rolling out of the blood bank sin-ters
to the holey pocket hospitals

Everybody knows the 911 cellular bar code:
Zinc life is an Alloy toe tag, 
double barrel ballistic stamped double zero

One tortured, journalistic...

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Replacement is a mark of worth
gauged by those who hear the voice
of a world that seems to care
for dollar’s sake and dogma’s bane

one dictates a bottom line
measured by where profits lie
with the spreadsheet all shall know
who shall come and who shall go

the other measures in...

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The more I learn, the more
     I realize how little I know…
which insightful, gutsy,
     entrancing, catchy apothegm

     attributed to Socrates by way of Plato
subsequently self ranking myself
     amidst Phylum...

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It’s Sunday morning, about 8am. My BF Peter and I we’re doing our laundry. Most of the time, we spent in my dorm common room, sitting side by side on a red corduroy couch, while our clothes washed, and then tumbled away in the dryer....

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My first spreadsheet went without a hitch
I'm delighted with everything I’d achieved,
but my new computer develops a glitch -
I'm distraught and feel very aggrieved!

My spreadsheet file has just disappeared,
my hubby Peter hears my loud scream
A fatal system error is worse than I feared -
is this...

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