Short Entrepreneur Poems
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Entrepreneur Estée Lauder.
Foundation, concealer, and powder.
Advertising worth more than toman*:
"Telephone, telegraph, tell a woman."
There once were two lovers from Spain
Caught getting frisky on a train.
Sweaty and coiled,
Their passions embroiled,
While the conductor charged onlookers to remain.
A black millionaire
Way down in Alabama
A mind for business
Shaking and shaping the South
I am 'the' A. G. Gaston
Public’s favorite that’s for sure
Easy access, come take a tour
Night time rental you can secure
Found on Mendocino’s great coast
Fun time, whale watching can ensure
Buy sweets from an entrepreneur,
W-ebsite
I-s
L-iterally
M-aking
O-ne
R-eal
E-ntrepreneur
S-upported
B-y
E-xcellent
R-esult's
T-ested
O-utcome
Topic: Birthday of Wilmor Esberto (Aug 15,2021)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Red Georgia clay mounded by ants
Fireants the invader
Found landscape ideal for their lives
Now entrepreneur
Set up shop all over the south
Clean up any, every
Edible morsel starve native
Ants, their adversary
Once there was an academic entrepreneur called Husain
framed a motto for his institution titled “Routing the sane”
“Live Love Learn” no good
“Love Learn Live” too good
Bloody Husain my motto in life “Love Laugh Live” sane?
The rain flings itself
Against the chrome
Splatters and withdraws
To its prickly realm
Like the timid entrepreneur;
Who must slam stopped
Before the crowd
Whose audience rumbles on
Without notice
Who quickly gathers himself
And evaporates.
There once was an entrepreneur
An Irish born rank amateur
He made garden chairs
Outdoor tables I swear
His name was Paddy O'Furniture
Written 14th March 2017
Entry to "luck of the Irish limerick" contest
Notes: happy St Patrick's day to all my fellow Irish men and women
Dreaming lovely dreams
Hatching big ideas
Just working the plan
Late nights and early mornings
The entrepreneur for sure
The unknown and the famous
the Entrepreneur.
The working class the homeless
the rich and the poor.
The weird the misfits
the wise and the fools.
All nations all genders
I've embraced one and all.
Every faith all religions
different cultures and beliefs.
Soho square in London
Is my haven of peace.
Michael Jackson’s Thriller
made in 1982
One of the few songs I recognize right away
Thanks to the video
His biggest selling album in the USA
If I hear but a few notes I recognize it
even though that was forty-two years ago
He had a brilliance
a shine
a natural gift of entertainment
Michael Jackson
entrepreneur, singer, songwriter, star
all glittering is not gold!
we the dweller of world
live in enigmatic glittering
dream to posses everything
run after the mirage of desire
oh! Nothing these shining are
at last all entrepreneur find alluring ashes
ash is changing in shape to unshaped gases
turned into seen to unseen
sigh fill up despondency bin
-January 17, 2019 Chattogram
He farmed because farming is what he knew; but a farmer
was not who he was, because he had other money-making
businesses for himself and his family. What he knew and the
'box in which he was born and raised' were not big enough for him,
nor did they define him. My father, entrepreneur at heart, outside the box.
081121PSCtest, A Brian Strand 4 or 5 Line Contest, Brian Strand.1P
The dog wore a rainbow bandana
A feral cat hissed at it
Birds bullied each other at the feeder
A hawk in the shadows
Rats scurried through the alleys
Of both the rich and poor
(garbage is garbage)
Children waited for the school bus
Breakfast waited for them
An old woman collected “recyclable” cans
(a homeless entrepreneur)
I wondered
“do politicians ever look out the window?
Listen to poem:
Prefer The R Ending
Per
prefer
fine liqueur
would best defer
splendid connoisseur
for your bottle, monsieur
savor worthy, need succour
possess sparse palate, amateur
grand restaurateur entrepreneur
***monsieur; a title or form of address used of or to a French-speaking man, corresponding to Mr. or sir.
2019 November 07
*1st Place*
Rhyming Nonet
~~charles messina
Like dictators
Monopoly is harmful for the masses
Since it tends to
Increase the market price
Of products and services
More and more
That’s why
The governments should
Encourage new investment
In the sector
The commercial banks
Have a crucial role to play
To stop monopoly
If there is no entrepreneur
Willing to invest in the field
The government should encourage
Foreign investment
To solve the problem
For those who said I am a nobody,
you truly don't know me.
I am a somebody.
I am a teacher, mentor, and a cheerleader.
I am not a nobody.
I am a person who has feelings.
I am a person who is a somebody.
Who are you to say otherwise.
I am powerful, and strong.
How can that be wrong?
For those who said,
I was dumb and stupid.
You were wrong. I am strong, entrepreneur, teacher, mentor, and a cheerleader!
Thank you!
Endless everyday life, and memories of
Yester-year keep this poetic
Entrepreneur
Secure in his ambitions
Opinions on true life scenarios, not of
Fallacies
The teachings of a past muse, from
Heated sexual acts and
Inspirational poetry sessions
Seperate him from ordinary
Perceptive, his eyes scan and
Organize life. He brings forth a surreal
Essence. A non-medicinal
Therapuetic incantation
........Double Acrostic.........:JP)
"Faith Can Move Mountains."
I have heard that term time and time again,
but it is for the most part a misunderstanding.
The only time that I witnessed faith move mountains,
was when an entrepreneur had FAITH in his vision,
and then took ACTION,
to bulldoze those mountains into the background,
and erect where they once stood a complex condominium.
Faith alone does not accomplish anything,
unless you approach that faith with the appropriate action.
Young, we started life together but fate forked us separate ways:
Some folks continued while others dropped out at the elementary.
On and on we were done with the competitions of the basic days;
Andrew became a schoolmaster and Aggrey a sly entrepreneur,
Augustine became a man of science treating and mending the sick.
And I became a tottering tinkerer of prose and a weaver of rhymes.
I still wish to know what became of the boys we called Peter and Dick…
A preening promiscuous princess posed as "Penelope Prude."
With her poodle and parasol; well-perfumed, on Pine Street she stood.
A pompous pilfering pimp with a pink-painted poodle passed by.
He paused, popped his eyes, then approached while plotting to pounce and ply
the princess with persimmons and pearls, prepared to profit from her,
but Penelope quipped, “Poppycock! I’m a capitalistic entrepreneur!”
For john freeman's "Alliteration Poems Please Poetry Contest"
Hundreds of hours for a moments exposure,
When so many doubt you passion lifts helps composure,
Make sure shop looks fit,
nice and neat,
Bottles straight,
service cant be beat
Customers walk in
always greeted with JOY
Go the extra mile
No strings attached or extra ploys,
40 hour workweek?
Haha, that's for wimps,
Following a dream makes happiness,
That's a hard concept to grip
Financial stability,
At some point it hits,
The Pros always manage,
They tread along with the grit
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