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The poet cries Fly words fly! From the paper on which they are wrote. And into the hearts of All who read. May they be touch with Smiles and frowns. Laughter and crying. The past, present and future. The poet cries Fly words fly! Copy
Just a bit about work, commercialism...
The soul of a truck driver....
The mystery beneath where you can look but not touch; curiosity seekers want more, but there’s not much. A missing WWII plane found off the Florida coast has generated much interest in learning about it's ghost. Who was on this plane and
A boss i once had
Just my reflection in the mirror talking.
my experience of a photocopier that does not work
Crazy silly people with whom i share my day give me a piece of insanity then send me on my way i observe thier performance, absurdly amusing as they change thier masks to make it more confusing
Just got home from two long days of intensive labor - working for a friend in need. I stopped at a local gas station and looked for something cool, refreshing, soothing, satisfying..... I found it and then decided to write about it's marvelous effects upon my thirst!! What a gift Chocolate Milk is!!!
Some sweet lady poet just prodded me into making another submission to the corner, so here it is Suzanne. Written exclusively to satisfy 'YOUR' request. Hope it's acceptable... I'm awfully tired!
thinking of what our fellow posties go through they do work hard so please leave a tip at xmass and dont have a go if your mails all wet for the weather is out of their control.
well this poem is written by me for all my friends lost and out of respect for posties of past in australia and the world whom have died on the job as it is a dangerous job yes i am a postie and i love the job and have seen the dangers so please take notice of motor cyclist as we are hard to see
chocolate daises melt in the sun
I like to shop you see so working in a consignment store may be just the thing for me. Yet i do not know if that is to be or another line of work is what is down the road for me. My future is endless you see i can be anything i want t
Whispering thoughts echo Through the avenues of my mind Frequently coming to crossroads Creating a mental bind Will i stay or will i go My reasoning is unkind Doubt is a deterrent An is making me blind Time it is to explore New horizons i
Farming is a fickle business. You really must be willing to work with as well as wait for Mother Nature; and have tons of courage, cunning, and faith in order to succeed when so many others fail.
An eagle soaring above the clouds The scroll of knowledge in its talons Wisdom comes of age Ravens croak in the misty morning Forbid your going...fear not Some things cannot be known Killdeer, Killdeer, feign your broken wing For the sak
I have seen purple vibes of a living soul I have heard the waves of azure blue I have tasted Erato's sweet delight I have found her bouquet in the fields of night I have swam in the ink of a timeless sky I have flown through Gaia's earthen womb
Out of nothing Came the darkness and the light The Sun by day and the moon by night. Out of nothing Came the stars of the sky 'by His word and Knows each one by name. Out of nothing He called the things that were not 'As though they wer
A ship sails through astral bays The Erne soars over misty waves A silver plate after a golden bowl A seamless curtain without a fold. The wick of life flickers speedily As the waxen heart grows cold Pane of the soul thrown open By th
In my heart there is a fire Verily, In my soul a light In my mind I keep you ever For you my strength and might. I stood at the edge of the Abyss As deeper I looked Ever darker it was Cold is the night of your absence. I walked where an
Heya went out with the girls on a new job called Pink Vest job which are a bunch of girls who hand out flyers and dance with people inside the club and this job pays well i got £400 in one night O.O which to me is pretty good. i put a pic :) of myself >.< wearing the pink vest i think its quick easy money others think its vain an disgusting what do you think? O.o umm all i did for 400 is dance, drink, and hand out flyers from 5-3am but yeah i put the picture to show im fully dressed the bottoms are up to you but have to be white.
i had a major motorcycle accident monday and all the above helped me move on n survive safety awareness is important
feelings of my motor cycle accident
desperate feeling of no jobs
Do you know what it is like to work all day for no pay? Do you know what it is like to bust my butt for only 25 dollars? It makes me feel like i am not worth anything but i try to know better. I just wish for a real job only certain ho
This really happened so I thought it appropriate to put it to verse....
I am doing a survey on natural blonde, how can you really tell
Having problems with a co-worker at the time...
EVERY EMPLOYER MUST HAVE THE ABILITY TO SUPPLY HAND-WRITTEN APPLICATIONS DUE TO THE INDIVIDUALITY RIGHTFULLY GRANTED TO THE AMERICAN PEOPLE COMPUTER APPLICATIONS AND RESUMES HAVE THE POTENTIAL FOR THE GREATEST
I Am A Caregiver, this was about a client that I had
Just tired
A true story that happens everyday, it is self explanetary and they are without a doubt an important part of all our lifestyles today.
Dedicated to the Fishermen on poets corner,(You) know who you are....
Amazing what you can think of driving down the road in silence :)
No Work
Behind the broken side of my life Behind the broken hearts and lying smiles Behind the broken glasses and cunning minds Where can justice and answers be found? Shadow hides so many truth Shadow aides so many fakes Shadow breaks so many shiel
This is a parody of a HeeHaw song. It was a country comedy and musical show that was on when I was a kid back in the 70's. With all the people out looking for work in this new economy, I thought this would be a good song for them to sing.
For in the still of the night i creep in not even to let another see me as if to blend into the building like a wall in motion. Trying not to say a word. Trying not to be heard. Never expecting anyone to know it is me and i here. Being so q
Goodnight. The evening it sighs, The morn light she yawns, As we sleep wide awake, A screem with no sound, The silence so LOUD, Trying to run so far. Not getting anywhere. This hell is no dream. Like a touch with no feel All this true and s
Believe it or not, this is actually true. These things did actually happen at a job I had back in 2007-2008. I did get some nice golf balls and an unbrella though.
A parody of Going to the Chapel. I had this coworker back at a job I had up till 2006 and he would do this constantly. He did get written up once, but still continued to do this. I figure he worked about half his shift and the other half did stuff like this to get out of work and he was the highest paid. He was also my favorite coworker which shows how bad some of my coworkers were.
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