Talk Shop Poems - Poems about Talk Shop

...they called it mercy, the white coats and clipboards, a room with thick walls, sterile, and him sitting there— eyes like rain-soaked concrete. Florida sun spilling in too bright, too harsh, ......

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...It’s perhaps accident, chaos Happens to rhyme well with Davos— A talk shop of the world Where bales of wisdom’s heard, A shop known for big talk Nonstop and round the clock, Where every voice......

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...I have always been curious about people from Kurdistan I wonder why they are called kurds I wonder when the kurds would become keese Just like curd becomes cheese I wonder if birds are called “bi......

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...Sometimes for fun men worship a gun To shoot a recruit, to vanquish a victim Whose only fault lies in a bun The poor nibble in a starving team Barrels and muzzles dominate In thoughts, action......

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...I’ve sipped my tea then let it fester Now I search in vain for a wrigleys extra The seminars over but I’m stuck to my seat Preferring death to the “meet and greet” Just how does ‘one’ learn to tal......

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...There is a light over my head it follows me wherever I go, that light is Jesus. I know it's there for I feel His presence, His hand covers me, to protect and shield me. Someday I'll re......

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