Business Personification Poems

Like a 5-person committee in a conference room,
they had gathered to engage in weather business.
Although a committee of five, they acted as one.
Their orchestrations for...

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Excuse me, my oh my 
What is this before me?
Veggies are not usually stale,
please return to the caregiver. 

My fur would like some tender loving,
I...

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I try to get away from
               everything, yet
   ...

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You walk beside me through the streets
Forever remarking on my birds and bees
Sensing my presence, though fleeting
Hoping to know me but never reaching
Out to grasp...

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My factory will make aeroplanes from snow and sleet, melting inside the sound of speed;
constructing houses from photographs, tissue paper and thread; Papier-mâché homes of...

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Absurd is the business of disappointment with meaning
crawling to our knees in defeat
and panacea for healing that lasts
a full moment, before vanishing forever.

Absurd is the...

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What If There Was No Tomorrow? - The Polar Ice ‘Cap’

- this time it’s burnt and curled upon a new head. The 
sweet smoke of...

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I am no woebegone capon peon
for forks and knives to come upon,
no, I am a busy rooster father
in serious need of a duty roster
to ensure...

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Looking at the mirror 
with good day’s pleasure
I see slothfulness’ glamor 
taunting with delight’s leisure
Yet ready to attack sense of honor
defying time-worth’s treasure
So defiant; not...

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I would rather be Independent 
Than be a picture in his frame
The rules have changed but this is not a game
Would rather stand on my...

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Ford score and...Chevy
five years ago,
my Model A strapping
handsome big bro,
(who sped like one

speeding Triumph font lee, crow),
wing, & swooping Thunderbird, with
bold face observers whistling Geronimo
(Holy...

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Wolf mama here.
howling
taking care of business
feeding my cubs
tearing apart others
seeing them as food
Wolf mama here

cubs see me as playful
i can be
the hidden mom of me
well...

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I am king Doberman of my home
I stand guard when I am all alone
I love my master, he’s the man
But I am top dog, king...

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Diary of a House

On a street called Curve
I rest on lovely land
Born when Elvis was young
Born with high hopes.

A cuddly couple came to see,
See me...

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King of the castle
Proud and arrogant
Prowls at night
Spends days alternating
Stretching and sleeping
Following that perfect
Internal clock for feeding times
Totally content with the dullest routine
Dreading jolly interruptions
Those...

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