Monopoly Poems - Poems about Monopoly

The folded board, a map of childhood dreams, Unfurled upon the rug in sunlit streams. Familiar streets from Baltic to the Park, A tiny metal shoe to leave its mark. The banker, Dad, with stern yet loving hand, Dispensing crisp pretend across the land. My brother clutched his Scottie sleek and black, While I, the thimble, knew there's no turning back. The rattling...

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The government antitrust case Could iPhone apps bust and erase While cores from this trial Face seeds of denial Apple picking will stay in place...

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Mr. Monopoly Wearing a top hat and a straight jacket with a monocle and goatee. He owns everything like God does. Nobody will ever tell him different. He'll silence you and disappear you. He'll buy your friends and family. He's the man who...

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Monopoly by M. Griswold 10312020 Have you rolled the dice and played the game? You know, that one that's in the hall of fame. Where one travels the board at the roll of a die. Not knowing of where your total count will lie. Will you land on chance or buy property to gain? To profit on the next players landing in rental...

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Enduringly left the spiritual task Of praying for what Catholics ask: A fresh day in her wondrous breakthroughs bask, An open-it-and-one-finds-rich food flask, For lovers of the fabric: Good Damask, The wisdom for proofs statue is no mask. None prays that she outrage owners of cask: Saints who smoke and you can’t its question ask… It’s been a back-dated virginity: If one tastes...

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MALES DON’T HAVE MONOPOLY Those reading my poems should know, He too, can be a She. Not talking about transgender, narcissist both … can be. Males don’t have monopoly on, emotional abuse. Females seen as cruel as men. when anger … they let loose Both hate everything we stand for, and quick to let us know. Disrespect what we believe, for friends and us ... contempt show. Both...

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Boohoo is bidding for Boo-Boo But Yogi’s not seeking a deal, He’s scanning the park for a picnic Looking forward to his evening meal. Warner Brothers deny their involvement So investors are kept in the dark, But rumours are spreading ’round Bedrock And the restrooms of Jellystone Park. Boohoo is bidding for Boo-Boo, It’s becoming a sought-after brand; For Yogi it’s deeply upsetting And he’s drawing...

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Once you begin the game of love It can go on for years and years It can last a whole lifetime in fact Or can end in a torrent of tears It's just like the game of Monopoly You can acquire material wealth But without a solid foundation of love Your affair's not in very good health There's never been a card in...

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with additional Get out of Jail free cards no wonder Harry fled more like his mother tried to right the wrongs on backs of which royality was spawned....

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Shoes and clothes all on the floor; Video game cartridges piled high from the ceiling to the door; Music blaring no one's listening; Cuz too old to hear the old the age you are open doors; Won't you come open doors Walk the line stand by me You'll be fine I'll show you life as it should be I'll...

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I'm like a dog with a bone even when a car bears down on me I can't for the life of me leave it alone....

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MONOPOLY. M: Management handled by O: Only one. N: Neither his nor her, O: Oh! P: people, pity on you. O: Once its ones, forever gone. L: Leave or stay. Y: You are never choice makers, hey!...

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Contest rules, only one, enter whatever you like. No prompts or specs, some would call that lazy. A dictatorship, just a bit like the third reich disabling comments on both sides, first strike. Winners chosen by whatever the sponsor wants. Room for skims, scans, and glances – it’s crazy. What of reading, deliberation and careful response? Control via nonchalance, strike two...

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Dealt with a Sonnet and Haiku futility Achieved some success without "thesauric" utility Solved the conundrum of rhythm and pace Wrote a true Limerick to redden the face Accepted the challenge of functionless form Imprisoned free verse becoming the norm Judges use fingers because syllables matter Counting them all makes them mad as the hatter Some will rate grammar above style and grace Others...

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The contests offered on PS are great- providing 'food for thought' to stimulate new poems that will meet criteria of themes, we shape with our well-chosen words. And soon, they're judged and read by poet friends, with comments offered, do uplift our hearts. But then, they fade away on that long list of poems, we have written through the years. Once in a...

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