Business(A) Poems - Poems about Business(A)

Five Pillars

A house will stand when pillars five
Are cared for so it can survive.

People – hearts that build the way,
Their trust decides if dreams will stay.

Organisation - bones and frame,
Without clear roles, all falls to blame.

Processes - the hidden streams,
That carry work, that shape our dreams.

Information - truth in hand,
The compass strong in shifting sand.

Technology -

PREPARATION SENATOR

Seven year old Boy with a dream
Aspiration to become a Senator one day
At an early age, the young boy needed to know how with the specifics
He tried doing research on his own, but didn’t quite know the fundamentals with concepts
Politics has terminology all its own
The young boy tried to practice, practice and even act like

'Crime Minister' Someday

     Young Todd pinched his bankers’ certificate
     Forged two more, so he had a triplicate

         Now Todd would fulfill his dream
         ‘Good old boys’ downplayed his scheme  

  

under

under faded morning less on commercials

partly sunny

partly sunny
for the local affiliate
between

another

another cheery blossoms from economies of scale

Public Clocks

At first his anger was hotter than July
Or, rather, he was plundered by the weight of
Sorrow —heavier than the ice of January;
The kind of stolid ice that thickened Niagara Falls
Like frozen soup.
He was tall and lissome, bespectacled, in
Dark suits, a brown hat, worn-out shoes of fraternity.
A folded umbrella accompanied him like a touring child.
No wristwatch.
He

Be Merry Rondelet

Come be merry 
on the streets of the French quarter.
Come be merry,
plum liqueur and praline whiskey.
We’re the oldest brick and mortar,
drink and have an appetizer.
Come be merry.

The Hand Reader

It was a misty morning in Moscow—
When fate and palm first softly crossed,
In gilded halls where secrets sleep,
I met a man both sharp and lost.

An oligarch with eyes of frost,
Berezovsky, his name well known,
His smile—a veil for storms within,
His heart, a throne turned into stone.

He ushered me with silken grace,
Into his room where silence spoke,
"Read

Blurred Realities

Blurred Realities Cryptic, Faded, Vague.
Questionable behaviors  are they mere fantasies ?

No one is perfect,  inhale, exhale. 

I finally accepted I'm not anyone's favorite person. 

People may routinely tell me what's best for me
And pretend they care when their actions don't 
match their words.

Living someone else's reality became distorted 
At the battlefield of this

The Rites of Business

When one hits pay-dirt
How far can this go

The thrill in success is habit forming
Success becoming currency of the day’s blo'

Materialism playing a heavy hand as judgment
With minions waiting to join in

Groping for a share... a nibble
Crumbs from a well stocked table thin

Success breeding honey pots
Of opportunity to crowds waiting...

To fill the known orchards
Supplying needed and

Out Of My League

Creative, intelligent, some would say wise.
Beautiful with a personality twice her size.
She’d never give me a second look,
I’d just as soon sit here and read my book.
Maybe she loves sports, that would be a surprise.

The Metropolitan Area

The area where the coffee scent fills the air
Where the homeless see the well off and just stare
Everyone has their heads down into their phones
Beautiful buildings and waterfalls running off stones
The people are too educated to be nice and polite
Front desk security is called if something isn't right
Plenty of places to choose from to fill

with the concept of

They flowed from my feelings
a specail day
that specail way to show someone
you really love them
Our specail Day
The beganning from the conclusion
the redefining of the uniqueness of
two people coming together
finding words
calulating rehersting
doing all without raveling the two who
probaly couldn't care if they
are caausing or creating a specticail
they are not
they a righted to a situation
where they seek

Love Mineral Number Twenty Three

Te quiero , I love You,Ti amo,
there have been
songs endearing
some worth sharing
some I dare not
romantic lyrics
sounds you hear it
I Love You sounds great
when your the number one guy
tell me I love you
when I'm bruised by 
your loving
and I'll ask myself why
Fussing and cussing all about
with a tear in my eye
and you say I'm foolish
and I

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