Career Poems | Examples of Career Poetry

Betty White lived so long, they had all kinds of names for her. She managed to stay America's sweetheart for a century by being kind and funny. A heart of gold worn on her sleeve, she could make everyone smile. Her sweet face is now on a stamp while the tributes continue coming. Her curls sweet and eyes a'glitter but it's her smile...

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She is not made of atoms, but aftermaths the kind that linger in a room long after the lights remember to flicker back on. Her spine? An origami of fallen yesterdays, creased by collapse, but folded forward into flight. They call it resilience, but she knows better it’s architecture, a cathedral of nerve built from "this will not break me," hummed on repeat until it didn’t. She speaks fluent...

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Two formidable contenders are battling for the crown, each making grand promises. Where do we go wrong? What wisdom does our Bible impart about speaking in tongues? It's a reality that for one to win, another must lose; that’s the essence of this game change. We know that nothing will ever be the same again. ...

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Pains are supposed lifetime teachers, Teachers that connect mind to soul. Soul, mind connects unto preachers, Towards time... life lessons made whole. Pains are pieces of peaceful storm... Comfort's steeze can not regulate, Or by any means can reform; All stings, life's fate violate. Each never come to mount limit, Rather shapes mind not to get lost Of strength wearing out to be fit Enough for...

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Muse - Day 1, 2016 For years I had read Not realizing what I too, had given… I had given, just not sure what I received in return. So, in these, my later years thinking on this... I approached morning’s-day Muse Fresh with the Sun. From all I had become in the Sum of Days Muse asked gently of me... “Who are you?” I...

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I am poor but still want more. I get a job but still want more. I go to parties but still want more. I buy everything but still want more. I try a hobby but still want more. I raise a family and don’t need more anymore....

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It's no surprise that I'm back here looking out over the river, painting thoughts, dripping memories, smearing streaks of the here and now across the canvas of a dull, overcast day. There was a time when I had ambitions to be an artist, high school dreams of a life in smoke filled studios, tee shirts and paint splattered Levi jeans. ( A la Jackson Pollock ) Fate...

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In alleys of silence, I walked alone, Where sparks of steel on stone were thrown. A boy of fire, with hands like flame, Crafted the world, yet knew no fame. The others watched with silent awe, At skill so pure it broke all law— Not law of man, but time and fate, He welded truth through heaven’s gate. I saw myself in that...

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We were doomed to witness for god knows why The schooling of the Artificial Intelligence It’s a miracle worker they say a nice guy Who's supposed to add us some relevance I didn’t really ask of it, maybe you did? But the answer you gave came late No one took care of this digital kid Laughing at the mistakes he made Now...

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She walks where day and night entwine, A whispered breeze through aging pine, With eyes that hold the fading light, And secrets born from end of night. A veil of roses, oud, and rain, A kiss of warmth, a touch of pain— She lingers soft on lover’s skin, Like velvet shadows tucked within. No dawn can cage her amber soul, No noon can grasp...

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He steps into moonlight, strings ablaze, A spell-bound master in a midnight haze. Notes crack like lightning, dark flames rise, Echoes twisting through spectral skies. From covens deep and forests old, He forged a sound both fierce and bold. A serpent’s hiss, a banshee’s wail, His fingers dance—an...

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If ever presented with a platter of choices I shall choose a certain kind of calmness. Unlike the one which holds leaves together before storm, I choose the kind mingled on faces of ambulance drivers Of my hometown....

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A writer's challenge Is like any artist's… A many sided coin flipped. Feel, see, hear, dream Sweats tasted, presenting pasts Saw, felt, heard, and dreamt Bringing future in to bear. Not just a flat, slim coin, mind you... A presence coin, flipped of immeasurable depth Holding saved wisdom's placement. Search boxes present, now titled past Waiting for more recent future’s to come. ...

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If only I had but a clue, Then surely, I'd know what to do. With life's mystery gone, I'd settle upon Some course that I can't now construe....

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Through the academic years The feeling of uncertain and fear Here I am on graduation day being my personal preserver The studies were hard and long I wondered is higher learning where I belong There were numerous exams Research papers imaginable I got through it all The lectures were focused on concise being pure concepts It was “MIND OVER MATTER” that become concrete I...

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