Short Portfolio Poems
Short Portfolio Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Portfolio by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Portfolio by length and keyword.
Jorge Mario Bergoglio
as part of his midnight portfolio
denounced the hedonist
that Porsche, you can't seriously say it is missed.
I wanted to employ a steampunk lion
but discovered they eat humans without fry’n
I settled for a steampunk tiger with a portfolio
He asked me to turn and walk away really slow
A young star athlete in Tokyo
Was born with crippling polio
He overcame the stress
By swimming his best
He now has gold in his portfolio.
written July 24, 2021
I'm just as gullible as the next average joe
Thinking MOST world leaders are trusting souls
Delirious some say
There's some that convey
A serious undermining of an honest portfolio
Those guys that lived centuries ago
More advanced than we thought, building chateaux
It has baffled our minds
Those were different times
Can't conceive of the feats in their portfolio
Of course, Dine and Dash don't say no
Takeaway meals too good to go
A perfect restaurant
even to an aged aunt
Not a profitable portfolio
fantasy
heightened
to
metaphor
contoured
in
rapture
imagination
consciousness
possessed
&
stimulated
with
the
inescapable
figments
montage
in
a
portfolio
of
under-lined
completeness
Move along pages
Youth complies little
Breathing swiftens
Novel leaves nothing
But a heartbeat lost
Towards the novel
The internal contents read
As time brings down the senses
No human can endure
The pages therein
And heartache ensues
Over nothing real
Russell Sivey
my gold standard dips
monetary units fall
what was once worth a lot
is worth little at all
inflation reigns
the black market profits
blood diamonds from Africa
trade high on the market
as I slip into poverty
my portfolio crashes
you are living in luxury
made rich on advances
Portfolio Queenie
Silhouette of hope
Stoned on herself
Drunk with empty hope
Portfolio Queenie
Entitled she is
Admiring faces
Routine in the biz
Portfolio Queenie
Motel door ajar
Overdose of self
Never got to be a star
Portfolio Queenie
A filthy, empty shell
Dead doll face
No longer casts a spell
The small hippopotamus
Has taken his grandmother's glasses,
Has taken his father's hat and scarf,
And a portfolio his uncle's briefcase.
He put all of the clothing on himself,
Picked up the briefcase,
has looked in a mirror,
Has scratched his own snub-nosed nose
and said, "Well, now I am grown up!"
("Well, now I am an adult!)
Form:
Breathe, I can’t breathe
Air is like fog
I need a breath to survive
Now another one
And another
It seems to go
On, seconds seems to be
Coughing
Segments of breath
All that I have done
Painful entities
That I have created
Moments
Breathing needs to become
A solid conscious
Deliverance
Breathe, again
So that I may be
With her again
Russell Sivey
I look at my portfolio;
It makes me want to hurl.
For one day, all is calm and fine;
The swine then eats the pearl!
I do not mean to sound complaint
Like some great oafish churl,
But ups and downs like these of late?
My stomach flops and twirls.
I think that I may now know why;
I’m going to take a whirl:
The market tracks the hormones of
A thirteen-year-old girl!
Jelly incorporates my inner self
Lips concealed with the petroleum
The lid covers my insecure body
Where it’s clear to see me used
Stamped to show the year I would die
If allowed to exist, I might not be as strong
Along the time beyond
And seeing through me
Isn’t as easy as it once was
I carry secrets within my belly
Of jelly once lubricated on her lips
Russell Sivey
BABY BOOM BAM
balding oaks — tires blend Autumn leaves crisp notes.
the full foliage of pines spritz the lane in Christmas furs.
picture perfect stroll, auto snapshot arranged in year’s portfolio.
baby boom bam — colors come alive — cheerful scene
no longer rests in New England...baby’s born in the South too.
11/24/2019
*Movie: “Baby Boom” regaled the beauty of Autumn
The lock of auburn hair flipping one way
then another over his smooth forehead
bearing the proud visage of youth undaunted
by vistas only dimly perceived…
His portfolio cuts into his side at
the sweet whistle of the train
a train that will take him away ~
away from those sere plains o'er which
cattle and slaughterers yet rumble
Night scribbly
Stupid head
Blind Anformation Um. Not Blind. Yes.
Thought process - Man?
Banana Mouth sail boat. w in this googet dinosaur. PacMan. Lizard.
I saw a man Crab. woman chatting of an Now I understand why
sipping wire. A' these artists are so some ominous hunchback crazy - They're trying lady but ??? What does to make sense of I
the nonsensically, there are no answers!!
it mean?!!
Form:
If you look inside
You may be amazed at what you find…
Maybe some small imperfections
Yet, heading in the right direction…
There is one, who does not boast…
But, has endured much and stays afloat…
Having peace in mind
Remains smiling most of the time…
Having not time to stop and gloat
Seeking, to help others remain afloat…
Continue to look inside
You, just may be amazed by what you find…
White fan blows quietly
Wacky USB dive sits near
Magnifying reading glasses
And some worn out pens reflect
Two puppies on a worn mouse pad
Placed under an intense mouse
The recorder and order of events
Of my computer, eight years used
Occupies the space front and center
Mobile desk holds all objects said
Moves on maple wood floor
I sit, I work, I laugh, I entertain
On my desk of multiple things
Russell Sivey
542.
Learning Assessment of Learning
A Prof. Ed. subject – Assessment of Learning
The product of the way of teaching
Test your student in different ways
See his progress in several days
Keep track of his portfolio & achievements
Discover & diagnose the way he comprehends
His performance can be relative & absolute
Then you can know if he deserves a salute.
-02/25/2017
(Dumarao)
*PEN Poems
You bankrupted us thrice
and closed our Libraries and pools
You created a property portfolio
and played speculation
Now you leave chasms in the town centre
Croydon do we deserve Labour ?
You compulsively bought houses
and turned them into flats
not respecting green uniformity
just a by word for affordability
The Party machine spins unapologetic
Croydon I feel very low
You played Russian roulette
and can't tell the truth
Croydon of now is very unflattening
My stomach was feeling grumbly and gassy
As I dressed for my meeting, looking classy
My hair up in a bun, my black suit on in wool
My breakfast still making me feel too full
I ran into the crowded elevator, my portfolio in hand
But then dropped it, and at my boss’s feet it did land
I bent over quickly trying to pick up my portfolio paper
And gasped, when I loudly let one loose in the elevator
8/1/21
Contest: When I Let One Loose In the Elevator
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Upper management market rushed decision:
Cold rational cost/risk measurement —
Downsizing is the capital flow chart right way to go
Middle management under extreme personnel loss liquidity:
Short wigs facing contraction strategy harassment,
skirt the raised profit projected pressure of the actuary table
Lower management stem the tide of the pink-slip discharge:
HR higher productivity quarterly report assessment ...
makes promotion portfolio much more dividend valuable