Short Merchants Poems
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OIL SPILL
Says car radio
“Oil spill on the Yellowstone”
Why I’m feeling ill
And great cities smoke away
Fat merchants blink at breakfast
on evergreen nights
merchants rake lush prairie tress...
a killing field
Premiere haiku contest II: Anything Goe
Re-submitted 7/2/2017
Such beautiful quetzal feather
Found in Tikal among the heather
Blue and green shining through
So unique through and through
Merchants trade them in every weather.
The merchants control the gold mines;
The lords control merchants’ trade;
The king controls lords’ laws;
The queen controls the king’s thoughts;
The queen has everything.
The incerating toilet
A merchants dream
Product.
A byproduct environmently
friendly
By: Aspect Kindly
Of Pizzerene Inc.
A V
Pribe-More Business Co.
Music and Dance
From merchants
One law may be derived,
To warn all
Our constitution is a lie.
What they call Evolution
Is nothing more than,
An inflated fallacy
fashioned by the outlaws in us
meanness is constant.
‘Tis Passover season
and just for that reason
I buy far, far too much matzo ...
The family budget hangs me for treason
though the merchants I am pleasin’
A Lovers Charm..
A Merchants Ring.
A Bullfrogs Heart..
A Black Bats Wing..
In the cauldron,
to simmer and swell.
I raise the Goblet..
and cast my spell.
Actual spell:
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Gravity leaps
Flood of merchants across borders
Meddle with shoelaces-
Government ties a baker's dozen
As a secure future treds
But lightly outbursting pounded
Chest metal shed, I grew tall
Seeing it all unfold
While wandering feet back across borders sped
Mr MrsManipulators agents and schemers,
Hustlers prying on individuals emotions, trust
and finances. Merchants of manipulating a fraud Mr Mrs instigators scheming lies charmers and influencers of deceptions plotting one's downfall to gain popularity and notoriery.
success
joyful,intrepid
satisfying,enduring,mesmerizing
merchants,academicians,politicians,students
cheating,rioting,killing
sorrowful,fretful
failure.
Between the dawn of ends and time empires wept wealthy
where glints of pillars vanished beyond the grass,
alone quiet merchants beneath joined will and turned the gates of golden riches
where tombs set dust and shadows upon a lonely grief and bid a final silent
sunlight...farewell...
Romance is grand, that is the tack.
Of course it's all commercial ruse;
Merchants to turn books red to black
And cause us wallets to abuse.
Not one device of foe nor friend
Tallies the losses less than gain
In funds when love comes to an end:
Cash down the unsuspecting drain.
2/14/18
Marriage is an engagement,
Two minds agreement,
The bed playing the middleman,
A bed,the first debt in marriage for settlement,
Ring brings a debt,
The cake baked in debt,
Dress designed in debt,
Meals in merchants books of debt,
A marriage is said in life to set,
But in fact it's settlements of debts!
The merchants rise
In the early morn
Preparing their wares
Then setting prices
The people enter
Looks around them
Selecting their choices
Before their purchases
Snack bar refreshments
To refresh themselves
Then begin again
For lots of bargins
Tired merchant
Soon ready to pack
Anxious to be home
To count their cash
Some merchants make life hard
when they won't accept a credit card.
Forget checks, or even gold dust.
They want those greenbacks that say "In God We Trust".
Goods and services are rendered each day.
However, cash is their only payment way.
Those legal tender pieces of paper are what they want today.
Inspired by another member's poem
I am thinking of a time long ago, yet not so long ago.
Kings and Queens ruled the lands.
Warriors and knights would fight their fights and children were told stories by candle lights.
Merchants and travelers traversed by means of land and sea and always careful to obey royal decree.
Gangs of thieves would commit their crime and as I think back I remember this time.
Small birds,
Protect us!
Psychopaths,
Neurotic princesses,
Bakers and pastry chefs,
Protect us,
Incomplete journalists,
Sociopaths,
French poets,
Small birds,
Protect us!
Wealthy fish merchants,
Vicious cashiers,
vanitous athletes,
Small birds,
Protect us!
Virile sanitation workers,
Small electricians
May your voices be raised
Higher than theirs.
Fey King knelt to me.
Hearts engraved with oak leaves
Songs of fires and green rosaries
Bands of merchants plying their wares
Queens ascending toward mountains glen
Scenes of battle and quests of yore
Live contention favors from source
Cosmic gardens Love branching forth
Trees connecting roots deep in the earth
Stars descending fall from the sky
Open secret I never die.
Geography and Racism
I have only seen
Africa from the deck
Of a ship sailing by
What I know comes
From books
White men meeting
In darkest Africa
The merchants followed
Soldiers
And colonisation
Racism is contagious and
It settled in the mind
Of Europeans
The illness widened to
Include everyone not white
Now we live
With our trespasses
It truly is a burden
Most politicians are liars
(As they are adept in tricks)
Most militants are no mind
(As they are trained to obey sillier)
Most merchants are greedy cheaters
(As too many profits they care)
Most pilferers are caught in red hand
(As they fail in nowhere)
...
Most of them will then Dwell
In a cell in hell
Once, Satan asks
Who needs a fry bath?
Silence, the hell becomes still
Dark (1)
Colors (2)
Like (1)
Deep, deep (2)
Cobalt Blue (3)
Weeping (2)
Sad (1)
Not like (2)
Gold sunshine (3)
When the fall comes (4)
Merchants weep, (3)
The rich (2)
Weep (1)
Fallen, (2)
All will cry (3)
Cobalt (2)
Blue (1)
U.S. (2)
Falls (1)
Waltzing With Color
Inspired by Kim Merryman
Written July 09, 2015
Syllable count as in the contest rules..
Walking through
the old city
One feels the power
of this metropolis
The narrow streets are
filled with youngsters
running by
Aggressive merchants
ply their wares
And as we walk
we are swept back in time
Swept back to the
age of the Kings
When Jerusalem ruled
a small empire
Hasidim pass by
as do Arabs
This city is "such
stuff as dreams are made of"
I have been there!
West, the winds of morning billow,
Buffeting the cloudy pillow
Of a death-grey sky.
East, aborted sunlight stumbles
Up the cloud-stair, where it crumbles,
Tumbles, and the pieces lie
Rain-smashed, as the wind bolts by.
Down below, the merchants tighten
Shutters, awnings—storms will frighten
Customers away.
God and weather know no reason,
Man’s a puppet, any season,
White or gold or green or grey,
Sunny—snowy—rainy day.
West, the winds of morning billow,
Buffeting the cloudy pillow
Of a death-grey sky.
East, aborted sunlight stumbles
Up the cloud-stair, where it crumbles,
Tumbles, and the pieces lie
Rain-smashed, as the wind bolts by.
Down below, the merchants tighten
Shutters, awnings—storms will frighten
Customers away.
God and weather know no reason,
Man’s a puppet, any season,
White or gold or green or grey,
Sunny—snowy—rainy day.