Trader Poems - Poems about Trader

The Chinese Vendor

The Chinese Vendor

A market in Hungary
Hatvan city
I remember an old man

Poor man. Good man
Chinese
He came every weekend

With his suitcase
Full of Chinese products
He sold those

Poor man
But great man
He was a trader

Mentally
Rich man

Business
Man

Casualty Of Your Cruelty

The radiant shine leaves your aurora
dimming ever so quickly,
as in northern regions you are—borealis 
falling into the southernmost Sahara 
negative gradients descend—australis
The gloss of moral sanction 
The glitter of a social butterfly
The prism of a love sonnet
I thought it would never end
False is an outward appearance
Black smoke puffed       

The Soak of a Horse Trader

And it rains everyday since I arrived
Stockport Rain
in the soak of leaves
and in the breeze
in the grasses and reeds
and spilling city light
Where you live
mending to be free
You Live life  Like a horse trader
Wont someone listen
I need someone to talk to
and no one will spare me the time
I am seeing your silences in your retrisence
And

Trader of Love

Who trades love,
          does not deliver it...
          takes It   from others...

I'M Civilized Trader

I'm American and I'm civilized!
-Really?
I'm European and I'm civilized!
-Really?
I'm Oceanian and I'm civilized!
-Really?
I'm African and I'm civilized!
-Really?
I'm Asian and I'm civilized!
-Really?
I'm Antarctican and I'm civilized!
-Really?

I'm only civilized and I'm white!
-Really?
I'm only civilized cause I'm from oppressed black!
-Really?
I'm Hindu and I'm civilized!
I'm Buddhist and I'm civilized!
I'm a Jew and I'm civilized!
I'm Christian and I'm civilized!
I'm Muslim

Confrontation At Trader Joe's

A video was on the news
In front of Trader Joe’s
Where anti-maskers want to shop
And this is how it goes:

The manager and other staff
Stay calm but do not budge,
Repeating that for all beliefs
They aren’t there to judge.

However, as a private store
They get to make the rules
With wearing masks required,
Which each anti- ridicules.

The store is well within

The Trader

Hello everyone are you a forex trader or you Have heard about it for long and right now you wish to give it a trial  ? please also be careful of these unregulated brokers advertising on the internet. 
You can avoid loses and also make good choices when choosing a broker to trade with.
So

Trader Joe's - Wayne, Pa 19087

171 E Swedesford Rd,

Unexpected positive experience
with regular totally tubular
gnarly patron first name Maureen
hmm... if only this burbling blurb 
blog could somehow
be communicated - pro bono, cuz green
legal tender (mine) scarce -
anyway earlier 

today December sixteenth
two thousand and nineteen
ah, my dog how serendipitously
I did germanely, modestly,
quintessentially shepherd convenient
rhyme with reason (hubble spontaneity)
three, five, eight, plus
this line

Adventures of a Sole Trader

I had a dream once, every move was cloud nine 
My soul was bright, everything was just right
My sins were carried in the sky with a rocket full of saints.
My eyes were wide, narrowed by the life I spare.
My universe was a spare tyre.
It’s funny how one languid can change the script.
Already, crafted scripted script

The Day-Trader

Why must that jagged line dictate your mood,
demanding you be left in solitude.
The glow illuminates more than you know,
a face disfigured by the constant woe.
A fortune to be had if patience ruled,
for over-eager men are always fooled.
As weather would shift daily with the breeze,
each year goes by unchangingly with ease.
Likewise does this business give and

I Am a Broom Trader

Stumble you get in treading the path of life
Or you may get your steps upon dirt
And inside develop a spot, a dot,
A scratch even a crack
To remove them you may try
Collins, wheels, Nirma or acids
But they will not get out
In this case I may help you
I am a trader
I sell broom of forgiveness
Buy to use

Fur Trader

Pantoum about Ernie Petersen,
Trader At Rose Prairie

Fur Trader

The buyer and trapper jawed trade
“What’s fur fetching at the Winnipeg auction?”
At Rose Prairie the deals was made
At the wood burning stove with caution

“What’s fur fetching at the Winnipeg auction?”
Cold winter makes pelt with heft.
The buyer fingers a beaver with caution.
“You’ve got four winters of debts still left.”

Cold

The Trader

The quick thumps made 
          me realize he is breaking 
down, little by 
          little –

As opposed to those 
          footsteps of his bolding 
audience – on a

Trader of Myself

TRADER  OF  MYSELF.
Selling  wrestle  my  pains,
Never  an  alternative  to  any
Sister  know  as  saint.
All  I  work  is  in  vain.
Trading  has  reframed  my  name,
Reshaped  my  ways.
Only  shame  replicates  this  game.
Have

Trader Joe

<                           once there was a man named trader Joe
                    

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