They trade in last-chance opportunities,
in Christmas deals - not to be repeated.
Their one-time offers, act-now urgencies
fuel the fire in markets over-heated.
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They’ll commercialise, advertise, promote
and gladly sell their souls and services.
Their counter-bids will no-doubt float your boat,
lock down a price to suit your purposes.
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They are the wizards of chicanery
with spell-bound offers too good to be true.
Their bags of discounted miscellany
appeal to wonder, lust and revenue.
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They’ll make believe in a stocking that sells
wise men’s gifts to the tune of jingle bells
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© Tim Grace, 11 January 2024
About the Creator
Tim Grace
A first impression has a lasting effect - it makes a notable difference. In a subtle way that’s who I am as a poet. A ‘first impression’ looking for the gentle ‘twist’ that draws attention to a novel observation.
The Sound That Carries Me
When I lie in bed, the train always finds me. The wheels slam against the tracks, loud and unforgiving, like something inside me that never learned how to rest. The horn cuts through the dark in broken intervals. Too close, too real, impossible to ignore. It drags me back to the fields of my childhood. Back when I thought life was simple. It wasn't. I just didn't have the language for how heavy it already felt. I was small, trying to survive things I didn't know how to name yet.
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Amazing way of describing this. I've seen a lot of videos on TikTok about people going after such sales - we don't have much of it where I'm from. So fascinating.