#hopper - Hello Poetry

Not Hopping Some trainers in the BPO industry Have worked in 20 or 30 different places Brian met 2 or more such trainers Both had worked in dozens of centres Between a month’s training and years Finally settling down to train others Being hoppers no more job to job Instilling their skills info knowledge With wisdom guidance mind set It takes skill to be a trainer And something else to excel Getting the next generation ready Reps support trainers OMs

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Aug 20, 2024

Aug 20, 2024 at 11:12 PM UTC

nickarmbrister

Not Hopping

Not Hopping Some trainers in the BPO industry Have worked in 20 or 30 different places Brian met 2 or more such trainers Both had worked in dozens of centres Between a month’s training and years Finally settling down to train others Being hoppers no more job to job Instilling their skills info knowledge With wisdom guidance mind set It takes skill to be a trainer And something else to excel Getting the next generation ready Reps support trainers OMs

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It's like a Hopper painting, sitting on a bench -- next to my father.

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Nov 21, 2023

Nov 21, 2023 at 3:28 AM UTC

Zywa

[ It's like a Hopper ]

It's like a Hopper painting, sitting on a bench -- next to my father.

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banker's lamp green light of envy because she will never be his late office nights work done beneath sheer illicit thoughts of her and her blue dress become his flights of fancy wrapped tightly around her waist blinds half-drawn the city is invasive automobile engines and cigarettes smell of lost love, dust, marriage and regrets their futures already both faint shadows on the walls outside the halls are empty the desk is wet with sweat nobody knows so they are free how empty they will leave for homes already broken bittersweet lives caught on repeat caught on repeat

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Sep 29, 2020

Sep 29, 2020 at 11:18 AM UTC

normancrane

Office at Night

banker's lamp green light of envy because she will never be his late office nights work done beneath sheer illicit thoughts of her and her blue dress become his flights of fancy wrapped tightly around her waist blinds half-drawn the city is invasive automobile engines and cigarettes smell of lost love, dust, marriage and regrets their futures already both faint shadows on the walls outside the halls are empty the desk is wet with sweat nobody knows so they are free how empty they will leave for homes already broken bittersweet lives caught on repeat caught on repeat

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Bright white vase, pink roses rousing the blue walled sick room, pointing to the beckoning sun, drawing the patient on, dosing her with life, draining the manacing blues. She rocks in her chair, tuning to the fraught street air, but soon it will be night.

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May 10, 2017

May 10, 2017 at 5:53 AM UTC

tony-luxton

Blue Room

Bright white vase, pink roses rousing the blue walled sick room, pointing to the beckoning sun, drawing the patient on, dosing her with life, draining the manacing blues. She rocks in her chair, tuning to the fraught street air, but soon it will be night.

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Eleventh. The instant the hand struck 12, Tears from up above began to fall A glimpse from 600 days or so Our teeth said 'hello' Our fingers flicked 'goodbye' Fall came and went, I saw Belle dancing with a ball, With Cinderella's glass shoe 2 fortnights, and our feet met once more And that night, I flew a kite Way up high to this day, With words written on its tail: "Happy Birthday sensei! 2017 would come soon 'Till then, hopper wishes you to Be happy, and to have more time to sleep "

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Sep 10, 2016

Sep 10, 2016 at 1:15 PM UTC

HelloPeople

Binabawi ko na

Eleventh. The instant the hand struck 12, Tears from up above began to fall A glimpse from 600 days or so Our teeth said 'hello' Our fingers flicked 'goodbye' Fall came and went, I saw Belle dancing with a ball, With Cinderella's glass shoe 2 fortnights, and our feet met once more And that night, I flew a kite Way up high to this day, With words written on its tail: "Happy Birthday sensei! 2017 would come soon 'Till then, hopper wishes you to Be happy, and to have more time to sleep "

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