Trade In Poems - Poems about Trade In

Around us the wind moves not angry, not broken just tired of carrying us. it doesn’t cry out or plead. it sits in the chest like a truth we cannot know, a stone where song should be. what did we do with beauty? what did we trade, for voice, for sky? ...

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I’d gladly trade technology For life before A.I., When brains and effort were the things On which we did rely. When human contact helped to solve Our problems or our fears, Without the witch hunts which today Can sabotage careers. When children got to play outside And passwords weren’t used And many things did not exist That get me so confused. When cars had keys and tv...

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I know you wish for a place to be, hidden in the mist, silent as the sea. No fear, no hope, no questions asked. where the nights are not heavy and darkness don't last. could you trade this place For your favourite song? the throbbing of your heart as you run towards the dawn....

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The Trade Deadline Every year it seems sports teams have a trade deadline I rather be a player not the spectator so I do not know a lot but this small thought of trades made me smile You see I just made a trade of my own I traded 100 acquaintances world wide in return I got only one person with the kindest heart and soul even her...

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His narcissism’s off the charts Only psychos say he’s got smarts This china shop bull Sells shopping carts full Of shlock from his rear-facing parts...

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Despite the fear mongering (phony news) (Socialist Blues) American's economy is doing well – not, in a hand-basket, going to hell. Today's new jobs report, 228,000 created, America being resuscitated -- (Sorry for tariffs, no other choice) (Capitalist’s again have an enterprising sane voice) (Despite Socialist Boos, by adopting Free-trade World Economies will all prosper~ and not lose!) Those corrupt closer to home, The little...

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I am a soul of a merchant And I am a spirit of love My food is red wine and bread My spirit flies high above Trade is a peaceful thing My love is eternal and true Love is a pair of wings My heart feels when I look at you I was an artist of needless art Nobody wanted to buy Once I sold...

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So now it's official: there is a trade war between the U.S. and Canada. Do we really know what for? The POTUS claims it's about fentanyl coming over the border, but that dangerous chemical ain't exactly plentiful coming out of my country, a land of law and order. It's just a flimsy excuse; a way to heap abuse and utter untruths about a country that...

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a big fire starts by some small sparks is it not? a global trade war...

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Up your gears Cheat your fears Drown your doubts And move up Learn a trade And how to trade Be a master In your game Conceal your cards Evade the darts Be smart and wise And score good...

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The long lost trading Barter trade, just exchange goods No money needed....

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I’ve been to the auction house, I go there once a week But still no luck, I cannot find the rarity I seek The Chinese urn to one side of my fireplace stands there Looking kinda lonely as it’s meant to be a pair My wife is always moaning that it looks so out of place It dominates the left...

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Is it worth it when you travel But you wind up getting sick? Seems like Covid and vacations, In conjunction, somehow click. After flying home from Paris, People sneezing on the plane, I felt tired, but the reason Could have choices to explain. Is it jet lag? Is it Covid? Well, I took a swab-type test And in fifteen minutes – Voila! Just confirming what I’d...

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evil for evil good for good ~ can there be trades trader for traitor is it wrong to wish ill on others ~ it is not I've heard you've back pains trust standards sides low I err the side of caution er ~ more Brit or Reb Brits says it as er ~ well crossed Doctor Watson air Rebs word of caucean ask me anything and...

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It was once wise to invest in steel, yup, In days of yesteryear. Now, they say that fine art and gold are up. All things change with time, dear. Then, I'd scale the steepest mountain to reach That pinnacle of bliss. Yep, I would without pride, to you beseech - Anything for your kiss! 'Tis fine art in a frame - you...

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