Best Talk Shop Poems

I’ve sipped my tea then let it fester 
Now I search in vain for a wrigleys extra
The seminars over but I’m stuck to my seat
Preferring death to the “meet and greet”
 
Just how does ‘one’ learn to talk shop 
stop...(look, listen) 
then thoughtfully digest?
Press the...

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I have always been curious about people from Kurdistan
I wonder why they are called kurds
I wonder when the kurds would become keese
Just like curd becomes cheese
I wonder if birds are called “birds” because they come from “Birdistan”…..
Okay, that kurd-bird joke one time never went down...

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Sometimes for fun men worship a gun
To shoot a recruit, to vanquish a victim
Whose only fault lies in a bun
The poor nibble in a starving team
 
Barrels and muzzles dominate
In thoughts, actions, deeds and priorities
Held  high in fake media to disseminate
Philosophies and heresies propagated...

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It’s perhaps accident, chaos
Happens to rhyme well with Davos—
A talk shop of the world  
Where bales of wisdom’s heard,
A shop known for big talk
Nonstop and round the clock,
Where every voice is virtuous!   
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Happenings |22.01.2023| limerick, humour

Poet’s note: There might be paucity of...

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There is a light
over my head
it follows me
wherever I go,
that light is Jesus.

I know it's there
for I feel His
presence, His
hand covers me,
to protect and
shield me.

Someday I'll reach
glory land, walk
those streets of
gold and sit
down with the
Saints of old
and talk shop
with them,
like I never
did in church.

Listening to...

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they called it mercy,
the white coats and clipboards,
a room with thick walls, sterile,
and him sitting there—
eyes like rain-soaked concrete.

Florida sun spilling in
too bright, too harsh,
as if to spotlight the damage,
to make sense of the silence,
the soft snip of scissors
cutting away at whatever was left.

he used...

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