Podium Poems - Poems about Podium

Always a tough business: Tournament But women take along ornament: Old Testament's and New Testament's They put it on, they're in firmaments... Now and again for rearmament Why can't it be in tournament? "Sure, football is played in stadiums But last week, I was here for idioms; Our resource persons on podium, A blaring microphone for medium Stadiums some women storm for Legend, Who shall...

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The pain and the success, The aches and the medals, The sweat before the shower, Feeling weak where you once felt power. The trips and the podiums, The icy morns and the sunlit eves, The strained pant before the joyous exhale, A winning mentality to beat any fear of fail. The disappointments and the smiles, The sore backs and the comforting throb of rest, A...

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If an avocado had a voice, he'd say, "eat me, I'm an excellent food choice". If an avocado went to war, his uniform would be green, that's for sure. If an avocado made a speech from a podium, he would share with his audience that he's low on sodium. If an avocado went to court...

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I stand on the podium, with a trembling heart Looking towards, a big sum of audience. Their eyes are like, stars in the sky Twinkling clearly and raising my pressure. They seems before me, as devils in their chairs Waiting to tear my heart, apart. Hundreds and hundreds of eyes, I saw Without a drop of, kindness in them. Then I remember, the...

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Tell me, Casanova, how long you’ll pine On sodden sleeves your heart you’ve worn Reputation on the line in decline Sterile standing in society shorn Of its aura of charm and calm Reduced to tatters With no love balm In sight, your maneuver no longer flatters As you once boasted it could At your beck and call Methinks you’re knocking on wood Hastening your free fall...

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here at gadgados we keep loosing them employees the other day me was so frustrated threatened a quit the MD heard of it i was summoned to the big office whats the problem.. don't complain about your duties do it this way do it that way accomplish it this way finito.. the MD didn't mince his words and i begged...

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If you move around, or turn your head to the side, your words float into a stream of swift water to be swallowed up by fish, under the chair of the person whispering in your ear, or into air so thin they are snatched by birds flying into the next room. If you're chained to a podium by a stationary mike, you must lean forward, place...

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A speaker at a podium Looks out upon a sea Of faces, listening or not, To varying degree. Some lecturers go on and on And haven't got a clue The audience is tuning out, As folks are wont to do. The power point display clicks by With charts and lots of graphs; It sure would be improved with just Some repartee or laughs. Of course, some people...

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The man in the podium has anything to say; He can promise a better future or curse the present day. Employing dirty tactics; either by blackmail or a lure; He’s allying with the devil for the simple crave of pow’r. All eyes to this fellow; all ears to his every word He has the art of an orator...

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Let the breathing become tough and the eyes quick shudder in rapping repetitions Metaphorically I'm fine In reality I'm screaming as an odd teaming of pupils gather here to bare witness take notes Chore up the damagers and skip past their throats Never mind Thought there was some talk of speaking up from someone who claims they heard something in the midst of whispered grunts Where...

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Speaking from the podium, to thank all for my Poet Laureate Award; overwhelmingly glad to receive it from the hands of a famous critic... I discern how the audience loves my lyric! I have never spoken so openly about the idealism and realism of my poetry; and they are listening, focused on my lines recited softly to them with emotions and tears, and...

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There once was a podium man. Who gave to the world all he can. He broadcast his message, A dismal sad presage, An excuse to push through his plan. On point, there he stood smiling bright. As he lied through his teeth, pearly white. With showmanship air, He feigned how he cared For his countryman's desperate plight. A leader of such strength was he; Incorruptible,...

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As the maestro, With melodic intention, Directed the orchestra Through movement Inflection His face told the story Of the composition It was one of feeling Deep love Through years of time Always prevailing But not without trials The tribulations needed To make the love Worthwhile It wasn’t until the finale That I read the name The composer Was the maestro One who lived with heart Sharing with music...

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The brilliant propagator spoke in rhyme carrying my mind back in time in awe this master-orator captivates me ecstatic and frenzied hypnotic and mesmerizing absolutely astonishing. His authentic rhetoric could persuade the masses a genius and intellectual spectacle, impeccable words that rattle my nerves charismatic qualities preferred ambitious he conquered my sense clever and constant...

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