"referrals" poems - Hello Poetry

I don't have pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis. I'll stay away from Yellowstone. If one's asthmatic in the Eifel region You don't pronounce the "P." This won't **** me. I don't have COPD. Everyone coughs in blue smoke. My throaty itch won't **** me. I won't constrict and choke. I don't have an infectious disease, Despite my personality. I run for shelter in acid rain. I drink water with ice cubes, And spray my green out back. As much as I hate to, I avoid rusty nails. *** is safe... and at a distance. Despite being repeatedly told to, I never eat **** The great imitator Is a snivelling mime. If I'm bitten, I recognize the marks. The erupting of the ring of fire won't **** me, but perhaps I was precocious To drop the "P" in Pneumonoultramicroscopicscilicovolcanoconiosis. I haven't succumb to animal flues, I stay clear from the bars. I donate to the SPCA, Bet on ponies or the odds of SARS. I don't have meningitis. I like lights and loud music. If I get the night sweats, I turn down my electric blanket. I haven't the minor or greater pox, I spurn comparisons. According to the scoop and scope, I ascend and descent C free. But the time spent on Referrals Might be the death of me. I don't have botulism. My smile still concaves down. Curling convex above it, A condescending frown. I'm not a ***** I feel every poke and like. My digits number twenty... Twenty one. My glasses are smudge free. If anything I see too well. Alcoholism can't **** me. Alcohol can. I haven't cardio entropy, But I'd be remiss To dismiss The wise counsel Oz gave me: "Hearts can never be made practical until they can be made unbreakable." So true. So true! Anyway, none of the above will get me. But, I do have what you have. The young and grown. The able and ill. A hand. A sweeping hand. A second hand Setting those infectious nonogerms Like diamonds In my Time-x.

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Mar 7, 2014

Mar 7, 2014 at 11:51 AM UTC

francie-lynch

Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis

I don't have pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis. I'll stay away from Yellowstone. If one's asthmatic in the Eifel region You don't pronounce the "P." This won't **** me. I don't have COPD. Everyone coughs in blue smoke. My throaty itch won't **** me. I won't constrict and choke. I don't have an infectious disease, Despite my personality. I run for shelter in acid rain. I drink water with ice cubes, And spray my green out back. As much as I hate to, I avoid rusty nails. *** is safe... and at a distance. Despite being repeatedly told to, I never eat **** The great imitator Is a snivelling mime. If I'm bitten, I recognize the marks. The erupting of the ring of fire won't **** me, but perhaps I was precocious To drop the "P" in Pneumonoultramicroscopicscilicovolcanoconiosis. I haven't succumb to animal flues, I stay clear from the bars. I donate to the SPCA, Bet on ponies or the odds of SARS. I don't have meningitis. I like lights and loud music. If I get the night sweats, I turn down my electric blanket. I haven't the minor or greater pox, I spurn comparisons. According to the scoop and scope, I ascend and descent C free. But the time spent on Referrals Might be the death of me. I don't have botulism. My smile still concaves down. Curling convex above it, A condescending frown. I'm not a ***** I feel every poke and like. My digits number twenty... Twenty one. My glasses are smudge free. If anything I see too well. Alcoholism can't **** me. Alcohol can. I haven't cardio entropy, But I'd be remiss To dismiss The wise counsel Oz gave me: "Hearts can never be made practical until they can be made unbreakable." So true. So true! Anyway, none of the above will get me. But, I do have what you have. The young and grown. The able and ill. A hand. A sweeping hand. A second hand Setting those infectious nonogerms Like diamonds In my Time-x.

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Her laugh made flowers bloom, popping out of the soil and making my heart grow enough to where my doctor told me I had a preexisting condition of loving you. He couldn’t fix me, so he took me to a mechanic to see if I was broken, If too many screws got loose, If maybe my problems were caused by me afraid to lose you, So he twisted me apart, unscrewed me part by part, But the only thing he found were rusted windshield wipers and hydrangeas on my dashboard. I told him every time it rained, I opened my sunroof and let cold drops hit me through my hoodie, Every time I saw that flower, I’d take it petal by petal and spread it across the dashboard so you could always be with me, no matter how far I go.

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Dec 7, 2017

Dec 7, 2017 at 6:30 PM UTC

ayeelliottmyguy

Referrals

Her laugh made flowers bloom, popping out of the soil and making my heart grow enough to where my doctor told me I had a preexisting condition of loving you. He couldn’t fix me, so he took me to a mechanic to see if I was broken, If too many screws got loose, If maybe my problems were caused by me afraid to lose you, So he twisted me apart, unscrewed me part by part, But the only thing he found were rusted windshield wipers and hydrangeas on my dashboard. I told him every time it rained, I opened my sunroof and let cold drops hit me through my hoodie, Every time I saw that flower, I’d take it petal by petal and spread it across the dashboard so you could always be with me, no matter how far I go.

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And just what are you expecting to see? Two eyes just like mine, hands that ache to feel flesh, there is something to fabricating love, Adequate to say that these threats will go unheard, and through the years I'll get to say I told you so, yet I still feel like a failure, Cross check the references, comb the referrals, you've got the experience for every job but the one you want, I find security in preserving the real me, Over thinking on what should be said next, when just their presence will suffice, trying to explain to yourself how to not sound crazy, all the while talking to yourself. We all do it, Some things are better left in that awkward silence, the longer it holds the more said than words could ever entertain, no pure thought is safe, An invasion that's become obsession, Even if I tell you all my secrets, there is still apart of me I'm missing, not even I can find it alone My ego tends to show through, I get it confused with my personality, which in turn doesn't show much as my skin, cursed to oblivious stares, Then again I've been talking to myself, Usually just saying hello, possibly singing some tune, or my favorite describing exactly what I'm doing in confusion, "What am I writing?" A taste of reality from the insomniac ramblers program, a show free to watch, and real physical participating with the whole gang, Hold on tight to this thread, Your future with me will not be what we expect, I recommend strict regimes for personal viewing times, our minds are hesitant to believing what's in the mirror I see me, and I see you

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Feb 5, 2017

Feb 5, 2017 at 8:08 PM UTC

kyle-madill-baker

I am mirror face

And just what are you expecting to see? Two eyes just like mine, hands that ache to feel flesh, there is something to fabricating love, Adequate to say that these threats will go unheard, and through the years I'll get to say I told you so, yet I still feel like a failure, Cross check the references, comb the referrals, you've got the experience for every job but the one you want, I find security in preserving the real me, Over thinking on what should be said next, when just their presence will suffice, trying to explain to yourself how to not sound crazy, all the while talking to yourself. We all do it, Some things are better left in that awkward silence, the longer it holds the more said than words could ever entertain, no pure thought is safe, An invasion that's become obsession, Even if I tell you all my secrets, there is still apart of me I'm missing, not even I can find it alone My ego tends to show through, I get it confused with my personality, which in turn doesn't show much as my skin, cursed to oblivious stares, Then again I've been talking to myself, Usually just saying hello, possibly singing some tune, or my favorite describing exactly what I'm doing in confusion, "What am I writing?" A taste of reality from the insomniac ramblers program, a show free to watch, and real physical participating with the whole gang, Hold on tight to this thread, Your future with me will not be what we expect, I recommend strict regimes for personal viewing times, our minds are hesitant to believing what's in the mirror I see me, and I see you

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For many years you proffered friendship, albeit now, in disguise For all that time, I held in trust, the warm expression in your eyes, You claimed you worked hard, by my side, to help me build a dream, a cause, And in return I gave for you sir, this understanding without pause. The legions of referrals then, I steered, deflecting to your say And trust, invested mightily, gave you the right to have your way, Dependence there, a factor, over many years support Now the barefaced lie revealed, the friendship, friend, was but a rort! Revealed, you milked it all for gain. Revealed, You snickered at my pain, Laughed aloud, you played the fool and laughed outrageously, so cruel. It robbed me of all self regard, a comrade’s mantle caste in lard, I cried and wept for what was lost, then sat and quietly counted cost. Betrayal, cold, lies on the shelf, to know thy foe… reflects thyself. Marshalg Pukehana 14 November 2013

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Nov 14, 2013

Nov 14, 2013 at 12:33 AM UTC

marshal-gebbie

A Consumate Indignation

For many years you proffered friendship, albeit now, in disguise For all that time, I held in trust, the warm expression in your eyes, You claimed you worked hard, by my side, to help me build a dream, a cause, And in return I gave for you sir, this understanding without pause. The legions of referrals then, I steered, deflecting to your say And trust, invested mightily, gave you the right to have your way, Dependence there, a factor, over many years support Now the barefaced lie revealed, the friendship, friend, was but a rort! Revealed, you milked it all for gain. Revealed, You snickered at my pain, Laughed aloud, you played the fool and laughed outrageously, so cruel. It robbed me of all self regard, a comrade’s mantle caste in lard, I cried and wept for what was lost, then sat and quietly counted cost. Betrayal, cold, lies on the shelf, to know thy foe… reflects thyself. Marshalg Pukehana 14 November 2013

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It doesn't matter What you do Some dogs Are prone To sing the blues Drearily howling Slobbery drools *** sniffing Hairy and smelly too Yet somehow They keep their cool After all What's a dog to do? Woofin at the neighbors Chasing down the squirrels Peeing on the lawn gnomes Looking for referrals Chowing down on kibble bits Hey, it's just a doggy gig Playing Frisbee in the yard And catch, with sticks, not twigs I wish that I could have his life The fun would never end 'Cept for that part with knives No ***** to call my friends .............................................. Stick Man and the Clock Eyed Skull

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Jul 9, 2017

Jul 9, 2017 at 10:26 AM UTC

TravelerTim

DOG DAY BLUES (Collaboration with Temporal Fugue)

It doesn't matter What you do Some dogs Are prone To sing the blues Drearily howling Slobbery drools *** sniffing Hairy and smelly too Yet somehow They keep their cool After all What's a dog to do? Woofin at the neighbors Chasing down the squirrels Peeing on the lawn gnomes Looking for referrals Chowing down on kibble bits Hey, it's just a doggy gig Playing Frisbee in the yard And catch, with sticks, not twigs I wish that I could have his life The fun would never end 'Cept for that part with knives No ***** to call my friends .............................................. Stick Man and the Clock Eyed Skull

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The Shaktic Yonied con-i-cative chronicle Receptive magical majesty Why do I insist to refuse the image Which given to all for a being I must, I must. but lust for sustenance Greed gleamed gem, imaginative benefits Illustrious acceptances held in receptacles Analogous referrals for smarmy mastication She: What a Be. The present of this presence Shaking her out, letting go of these pretense And obligative fashions Of latching ons, to momentary ideals Peeling them down, because permanence is the illusion The banana tastes better without the Denial Whittling woodwork The sawdust agrees We push, we push forth.. Hesitant to be forceful Yet sometimes that's the force in it's own manifestation When's the plan the being, and the being the plan? Over exhausting contemplative complications Isn't just a bean plant To eat the seed And relish in her nourishment But that want can be that active fault-line Tectonically rupturing this productive structure Impatience of the anticipating ambition Crumbling foundation of her imaged experience Perception is the adversary of all this malarkey Projecting the doubt filter on how perceiving this reality Realization of creation, the constant remembrance to strive What's the precidence and where's my mind to? Blind me! Blind Me! To forget the exhaustive duty Her beauty is so suiting Long to fruit. To be swooned so soothingly

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Nov 4, 2020

Nov 4, 2020 at 11:12 PM UTC

niel-1

Shekinah-nah-nah-nahnah

The Shaktic Yonied con-i-cative chronicle Receptive magical majesty Why do I insist to refuse the image Which given to all for a being I must, I must. but lust for sustenance Greed gleamed gem, imaginative benefits Illustrious acceptances held in receptacles Analogous referrals for smarmy mastication She: What a Be. The present of this presence Shaking her out, letting go of these pretense And obligative fashions Of latching ons, to momentary ideals Peeling them down, because permanence is the illusion The banana tastes better without the Denial Whittling woodwork The sawdust agrees We push, we push forth.. Hesitant to be forceful Yet sometimes that's the force in it's own manifestation When's the plan the being, and the being the plan? Over exhausting contemplative complications Isn't just a bean plant To eat the seed And relish in her nourishment But that want can be that active fault-line Tectonically rupturing this productive structure Impatience of the anticipating ambition Crumbling foundation of her imaged experience Perception is the adversary of all this malarkey Projecting the doubt filter on how perceiving this reality Realization of creation, the constant remembrance to strive What's the precidence and where's my mind to? Blind me! Blind Me! To forget the exhaustive duty Her beauty is so suiting Long to fruit. To be swooned so soothingly

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I love the stories of successful powerful entrepreneurs that made it through everything without ever stopping to becoming where they are now and still getting where they want to be Once you've made it to that point you wanted to be, you expand and grow and somewhere else becomes your new destination. It never stops because you begin learning new things and you come up with new ideas, new goals, etc. Once you came from a destination to another one You can accomplish anything, you did it once you can do it over again. You will get a lot of NO'S before you start hearing YES'S Failure doesn't have to be something negative Every failure is a stepping stone to make you become a better You There will be times where you want to QUIT But that's when you have to fight the hardest and overcome that every moment and just keep fighting until you've made it to your destination You have to push yourself even if no one else wants to work with you Go to the places you said and thought "I should talk to whoever is in charge" This is easy, your not the only one Remember your WHY and fight Remember the reason why you choose to become an Entrepreneur Work with your team or build your team and work together Share ideas Don't let fear stop you: Make that phone call Make that stop Attend the meetings Take notes Follow up with people -always- Write down everything Wake up early Get on the calls Invite people over, present the business opportunity Never prejudge EVER Either: Business partner or Customer If not neither ask for referrals Motivate yourself, Move Work it as a full time Define it as part time Make it fun Don't stress yourself It's okay to: Get mad Get sad Then move on and get on track again Some people will never get it Others, you will need to get back to them Following up, is where your money is at Stay focus Be sharp Be yourself Don't make up EXUSES for yourself Do it because it's easy, Its simply don't complicate Do it because you don't want to, but do it anyways because you know its beneficial to you It wasn't meant for everyone so don't get stuck on that one person Move on to the NEXT'S Duplicate Duplication is key So is Consistency So is Patience Make this your everyday Treat it as your business Its your Create your OWN hours Use all your tools Don't make **** up Be honest Change your "I should have's" to "I'm going to" Grow your business Help people Do something product today Not tomorrow, not next month But right now Work your business as if. . . . inserts worse life scenario Create success Put God first, --Always-- Hillary Mercedes L800424

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Aug 5, 2016

Aug 5, 2016 at 2:25 AM UTC

letitfxring

Who Wants A Piece of the PIE?

I love the stories of successful powerful entrepreneurs that made it through everything without ever stopping to becoming where they are now and still getting where they want to be Once you've made it to that point you wanted to be, you expand and grow and somewhere else becomes your new destination. It never stops because you begin learning new things and you come up with new ideas, new goals, etc. Once you came from a destination to another one You can accomplish anything, you did it once you can do it over again. You will get a lot of NO'S before you start hearing YES'S Failure doesn't have to be something negative Every failure is a stepping stone to make you become a better You There will be times where you want to QUIT But that's when you have to fight the hardest and overcome that every moment and just keep fighting until you've made it to your destination You have to push yourself even if no one else wants to work with you Go to the places you said and thought "I should talk to whoever is in charge" This is easy, your not the only one Remember your WHY and fight Remember the reason why you choose to become an Entrepreneur Work with your team or build your team and work together Share ideas Don't let fear stop you: Make that phone call Make that stop Attend the meetings Take notes Follow up with people -always- Write down everything Wake up early Get on the calls Invite people over, present the business opportunity Never prejudge EVER Either: Business partner or Customer If not neither ask for referrals Motivate yourself, Move Work it as a full time Define it as part time Make it fun Don't stress yourself It's okay to: Get mad Get sad Then move on and get on track again Some people will never get it Others, you will need to get back to them Following up, is where your money is at Stay focus Be sharp Be yourself Don't make up EXUSES for yourself Do it because it's easy, Its simply don't complicate Do it because you don't want to, but do it anyways because you know its beneficial to you It wasn't meant for everyone so don't get stuck on that one person Move on to the NEXT'S Duplicate Duplication is key So is Consistency So is Patience Make this your everyday Treat it as your business Its your Create your OWN hours Use all your tools Don't make **** up Be honest Change your "I should have's" to "I'm going to" Grow your business Help people Do something product today Not tomorrow, not next month But right now Work your business as if. . . . inserts worse life scenario Create success Put God first, --Always-- Hillary Mercedes L800424

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A ten minute journey the hospital gurney an operating theatre, attendant the waiter, eternal ,but later ,referrals refer me to someone I know is not me and yet would be it is me. I could see jasmine on the concrete, growing there, and quite discreetly blowing perfumed air everywhere and in the courtyard, the ace of nines falling hard into another house of cards,flushing with a blush and crushing yet another pack,the jokers laughs but don't look back and nine is lucky or so they say I rack my brains each day to find another book unbound and grind my teeth when all I see is what I've found. The theatre is a cut throat race the service boat the way to find a place defined, the sea in which the kindly go is not to know none of it.

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Jan 18, 2014

Jan 18, 2014 at 4:28 PM UTC

john-edward-smallshaw

Ops

A ten minute journey the hospital gurney an operating theatre, attendant the waiter, eternal ,but later ,referrals refer me to someone I know is not me and yet would be it is me. I could see jasmine on the concrete, growing there, and quite discreetly blowing perfumed air everywhere and in the courtyard, the ace of nines falling hard into another house of cards,flushing with a blush and crushing yet another pack,the jokers laughs but don't look back and nine is lucky or so they say I rack my brains each day to find another book unbound and grind my teeth when all I see is what I've found. The theatre is a cut throat race the service boat the way to find a place defined, the sea in which the kindly go is not to know none of it.

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She got it. She greeted us shook our hands She understood why we came She made eye contact with both of us She saw the look we gave each other She explained the plan clearly She put in the labs and the appropriate referrals She listened Most of all she did not smile too much

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Nov 7, 2017

Nov 7, 2017 at 10:08 PM UTC

ljl-sunshine

The difference a good doctor makes

She got it. She greeted us shook our hands She understood why we came She made eye contact with both of us She saw the look we gave each other She explained the plan clearly She put in the labs and the appropriate referrals She listened Most of all she did not smile too much

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What demands our attention today? A war devoid of consequences, Or a history shaped by creationism? A stillbirth born without shame? Vivid pain and haunting memories linger. A wedding absent of both bride and groom— Did we call for the ceremony too soon? The Gen Z lifestyle is riddled with artificial deceptions. An unforgettable presidential race stands as a historical disgrace. Did the pope truly have a closed casket, Or was it merely a non-cadaver? Platforms like Facebook are swarming with scammers— More than we've ever witnessed before. Referrals are obsolete; Being broke has become a norm, Your wallet may as well be smoking. Buy one, get one free—Temu’s prices tempt us all. This is the reality of U.S.-China trade tariffs. Are our lives dictated by the Bollywood Referrals Act? Isn’t that the truth? Comsi comsa.

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May 16, 2025

May 16, 2025 at 11:23 AM UTC

darknbeautiful-1

What demands our attention today

What demands our attention today? A war devoid of consequences, Or a history shaped by creationism? A stillbirth born without shame? Vivid pain and haunting memories linger. A wedding absent of both bride and groom— Did we call for the ceremony too soon? The Gen Z lifestyle is riddled with artificial deceptions. An unforgettable presidential race stands as a historical disgrace. Did the pope truly have a closed casket, Or was it merely a non-cadaver? Platforms like Facebook are swarming with scammers— More than we've ever witnessed before. Referrals are obsolete; Being broke has become a norm, Your wallet may as well be smoking. Buy one, get one free—Temu’s prices tempt us all. This is the reality of U.S.-China trade tariffs. Are our lives dictated by the Bollywood Referrals Act? Isn’t that the truth? Comsi comsa.

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some referrals a reward once in the while for just continuing to fight a nice word to take home to gather in late at night alone praise and a pat on the back , a hug kiss more once and 'gain a night of good conversation a look like we are desirable humans that sly come hither thing with passion for us candles and rose petals and morning kisses and excitement a little champagne and dancing breath on our ear swaying and feel of another being feeling just like we do connecting or just someone liking us it so much matters

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Oct 4, 2016

Oct 4, 2016 at 12:25 AM UTC

wordvango

we all seek, we all deserve

some referrals a reward once in the while for just continuing to fight a nice word to take home to gather in late at night alone praise and a pat on the back , a hug kiss more once and 'gain a night of good conversation a look like we are desirable humans that sly come hither thing with passion for us candles and rose petals and morning kisses and excitement a little champagne and dancing breath on our ear swaying and feel of another being feeling just like we do connecting or just someone liking us it so much matters

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