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Shop Talk Poems - Poems about Shop Talk


No Time To Wait
...Nothing held back Realness of the moment Felling talk within and without All Blending together Making colored value Times for the archive Picture book size Erasing need to analyze Crisp sho......

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Categories: shop talk, recovery from...,
Form: Light Verse
Barber Shop Talk
...Hey, what's up Pete? Same old stuff eh? Alright, lemme swivel this chair around 'n you climb up here. Bout time you come in .You lookin' even worse than usual! Whatzat? Yeah well I look bette......

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Categories: shop talk, friendship, loveme, old, me,
Form: Narrative



Premium Member The Square
...Sitting on the very old court house square New bank facility on the corner Massive structure, commanding, once bare This square once small stores center People came to shop, talk, and visit So......

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Categories: shop talk, nostalgia
Form: Narrative
People Are Prople Folks Are Folks
...There are differences in what I have seen Just in the way some are But, after all the smoke has been blown away Some are nice and some are mean Some go to the top, some don't get that far Some s......

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Categories: shop talk, people
Form: I do not know?
Shop Talk (A Sonnet)
...Ka-chunk, ka-chunk, ka-chunk, ka-chunk a shear blade stricking sheet metal, ka-chunk. Cah-tink, cah-tink, cah-tink, cah-tink, cah-tink a press pierces, notches and holes, cah-tink Cha-boom, cha-b......

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Categories: shop talk, funny
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Feel the Past
...An eyesore in the community as progress takes its toll. Windows broken, rust on the old metal frames Vacant, dust filled, old broken file cabinet in the corner Taking a walk through it, I could fe......

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Categories: shop talk, nostalgia, placesold, old,
Form: Narrative
The Old Man
...I sat down and watched the other day, At an old man in a booth across the way. This old man looked lost and wasn't there, As he sat and cried,he ran his fingers through his hair. I walked over an......

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Categories: shop talk, death, family, life, on
Form: I do not know?

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