Sales Poems

First Encounter

Fierce winds blow across the Atlantic tide,
Colder she gets the rougher she'll ride,
In matt'r minutes a chill to the bone,
Few dare sail her northern zone,
Far north the whaling be done,
Colder in account for the miss'n sun,
The currents below just twist and swell,
Above her frozen by a northenly gale,

Sails drawn, busting through crests,
A captain in hope

that was fast

Already back in class.
Wow, the Holidays went fast.

Wasn’t Black Friday great?
‘Bargains,’ make my heart race
and the Internet’s my kind of place.
I can dead-on shop this time of year,
shamelessly, without the fear
that someone will be judging me.
I make some ‘passing effort’ to be frugal,
that’s what ‘black Friday’ sales are for—and google.
I bought my suitemates those techie

Sales Fifteen Dollars

   I like a special drink,
   All frothy green and pink!
   Three or four a day,
   If I had my way.
   Can someone drive me to the store?
   I just need one more.

   Momma said, "What is in this drink?
 

Garage sales and yard sales

My dusty cluttered house becomes clean and organized once again -all while putting a little jingle in my pocket

Seeking Safety from Sex-Sells Socials

Salacious, sultry
Simplistic signs of
Seedy sensory
Semi sentimental sales on
Socials
Surreptitiously
Slinking ..
Slowly
Sliding into your 
Sphere and
Psyche.
Psychologically
Seducing
Some senses so
Suspiciously 
Satisfying 

So,
Surrender self;
Shield for safety,
Stand strong
Secure salient sentience 
Successfully 
Set sights solidly -
So soul secures solidarity
In sacred sanctuary of
Shalom

Somewhere,
Sandy sunsets certainly save,
Silky spider's web sparkles in sunshine,
Soft sensory surroundings subdue
Significant silent scenery in
Summery satisfaction.
Soporific seaside sounds 
Singing in sympathy 
Solitary

Kill Two Birds With One Sales Pitch

Soldiers sacrifice their arms and legs 
While your greatest weapon is forcing my hand
Oh but I'm told it's all in the name of romance
But when I fall asleep at night and the pillowcase 
goes damp under my face,
You'll know I heard what things you whispered as you fail to say them to my face

There's only

My Daddy Is In Sales

My daddy is in sales the child told me.
He will get hubcaps for you, spinners, copper, whatever you want.
But he is careful about who he sells to.
Can he get me an I-phone?
Sure. He sometimes comes by them.
A stereo?
What’s that?
It’s something no one has any more.
Maybe. I’m not sure.
He doesn't sell to anyone, he reports.
He has

Presentation Is Everything

Some say presentation is everything and more
That’s certainly important if selling is your game
I learned that while managing a piano store.

Sponsoring concerts with musicians of fame,
Selling the idea that a buyer can learn how to play
That’s certainly important if selling is your game.

We demonstrated easy piano tunes every day
Teaching buyers simple tunes anyone can learn
Selling

Farmers Natures Sales-

By far the pastures lawns;
Idle streams reservoirs;
Farmers shores crops his wears he sells;
Mist the bartering stalks;


10/12/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021

Ever Thought of Sales

What is for lunch today? 
Why do you ask? 
Because I am tired of saying good morning.

Why don’t you just say it is great to see you.
Okay. It is great to see you.
Why is it great?

Have you ever thought of a career in sales?
No.
Why do you ask?

Beware of Sales

From a store that sold only beds
Came an advert in my email,
50% off everything
This is a closing down sale.

So I bought  a double bed
Taking the assistants advice,
But the delivery van brought a single
50% off the bed, not the price.

The Sales Pitch

Obvious
Flamboyant hair, brazen strut, swank suit
Elusive spiel, furtive smile, sly eyes
Dubious

4/06/20

For 'Let the Pens Flow - Antonym' contest
Sponsor: Jenish Somadas

The syllable count was confirmed on howmanysyllables.com

Parent Sales

(buy two for the price of one)

Serve your mom and dad a tea at breakfast
With ginger and drops of sedatives to relax
Drive them to the market in Happy Town
Buy them new outfits and shoes
Parents must look good for a presentation
Comb their hair.  Part it in the middle
Nix that.  Your dad is bald.
Pat him

Shantelle

A brand new car is what I love,
Love the body, the new car smell,
So to local luxury garage I drove,
that’s where I met lovely Shantelle!

Bright blue was the colour in mind,
A four wheel drive good for snow,
For my golf kit, lot of space behind,
A shapely front, as men will know!

I was shown to a desk

Big Sales Day After Christmas

On Boxing Day the malls 
At twelve noon 
The parking lot filled
No more space for cars

The malls doors are locked
People line up waiting
For the doors  to open
Rushing in then searching

For something on sale 
It is a mad house this
day
Some returning gifts unwanted
Others looking for great sales

Now tired the people go 
Off to the food

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