Short Market Poems
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Temperature dip
urban leaves turned
Autumn, sniffing around
for a place to settle
no Farmer's Market
in San Francisco today.
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Dealers arriving
Merchandise appearing.
Bargain hunters searching
Treasures departing.
Dealers exiting
with pockets a-jingling.
A large farmer's field
Is naked without the seeds
All seeds are planted
Into the wet earth to sprout
Then ripened for the market
With takeovers bankers are set
But Capital One's is a threat
Owning Discover
As surrogate mother
Makes Visa and Mastercard sweat
its not odd
looking for job
to make a started
to be apart
of the socket
job market
you can bet you'll be set
if you
DRESS TO IMPRESS
to market find a carrot
sneaking home never share it
this our spaniel does
every day because
his lady friends a ferret.
I drove my car to the market
But there was no space to park it
I saw an hearse
Go in reverse
But squelched the urge to Clark Kent it
In the stock market of moral values humanity's share is fast approaching its nadir!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
17 November 2018
Trump Savings & Loan is a joke
Concocted by some Russian bloke
Although it may seem
An investor's dream
The management team is Stone-Broke!
Scaling city canyons
Control market us mountains
system in starvation
She concrete and green gutters
Blocked ... could neither memory prey
Big Spender thought he'd take a flutter
On the market for peanut butter
He blew their savings
On foodie cravings
And they ended up in the gutter
I went to search for a used winch in stuff auction market:
found not bad yellow winch
his owner said am from Welsh,
do payment now no more welsh
we can locket
w'e sx doctor
its wll understood
we make yo feel good
come let us pug
and you sug
while put it in the socket
this is the
SX MARKET
I took a stroll, past the buffet, past the spray tans
and into a market of convenience.
They always have what i need.
Planned Parenthood never does.
trade the greed
for the humility you need
step no toes
drive slow
be the bear when when no one else cares
salvation is your reward
thank you Jesus
Gold has no merit in hells market simply blood,
And the soul of those wicked and pure alike.
And the purest souls are like elixirs to his blackened lips.
Trump knew the Stock Market would crash
For people are prone to act rash
A tariff war threat
With Suspension set
Will earn the Trumps mountains of cash
Flea Market Find
What can this be
Let us see if
This key will work
Daily Grace
God is the light
In His might He
Turns night to day
• He should've been back by now
• "Where did he go?" you ask
• "Downtown in the straw market," I replied
• "He tends to carry a flask"
On Wall Street,
all is stocks, fakes, power point...
nobody shares.
nor exchanges friendship...
The market goes up
Holdings increase in value.
I make more money
The market goes down
Time to look for some bargains
Just have to hold on
I went to the market to get some food
For some vegetables soon to be stewed
I picked up a tomato
Along with a potato
But with no money a foot chase ensued
Everybody likes happiness,
But most in unhappy,
If it is a commodity,
There is a ready market,
At any cost,
Smile is the gate way of happiness,
To some!
Nearly everything ends up
in a flea market
much loved treasures
end in a new home
someone's loss
is someone's gain
my parents like
will never come again.