Best Shopping Poems

Here, this smudge of blood,
Of a tender boy of eleven,
Soaked thru the tarmac,
Yet to be dried, still wet and warm!
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What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for I walked down the
streets under the trees with a headache self-conscious looking at the full moon.

In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images, I went into the neon fruit
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Five pounds fifty in change, exactly,
a library card on its date of expiry.

A postcard stamped,
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'Attention please! Attention please!
Don't dare to talk! Don't dare to sneeze!
Don't doze or daydream! Stay awake!
Your health, your very life's a ...
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Though my mother was already two years dead
Dad kept her slippers warming by the gas,
put hot water bottles her side of the bed
and still went to renew her transport pass.
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They let the children out of school too early.
I left the Christmas shopping till too late.
Each day we had a holiday excursion,
Which gave us the entire week to wait in line for
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Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb
Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you
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yes, they begin out in a willow, I think
the starch mountains begin out in the willow
and keep right on going without regard for
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(This is a composition in Pilipino Language the first one I did, the only one, and hope some of the Filipinos will get this funny poem in this site. The poem is updated with English translation)


Noong taong otsenta dekada
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Snow, falling thick and white, along the village street,
People struggling through the drifts, their shopping to complete,
Kids dragging sledges, excitement fills their minds,
Rolling a giant snowball, great, cos this is snow that binds.
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1.

The dark socket of the year
the pit, the cave where the sun lies down
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From Brooklyn, over the Brooklyn Bridge, on this fine morning,
     please come flying.
In a cloud of fiery pale chemicals,
     please come flying,
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Everything is fair in love and war,
Prove your intelligence and excellence at par,
Even if no means to ride in car,
Entertain friends in shopping and visits to bar,
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A pound in the slot and out comes the chain,
It's Saturday supermarket shopping again,
And so I've obtained my large wire trolley,
And when shopping, you certainly need loads of lolly!
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To wed, or not to wed; that is the question;
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The bills and house rent of a wedded fortune,
Or to say "nit" when she proposes,
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Lynzie Anne Mc Kenzie was a very creative girl,
She made a macaroni necklace for her teacher Mrs. Pearl.
'It's the dumbest gift I've seen! ' Laughed little Tony Maloney,
'Nobody wants a necklace made from macaroni! '
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If I was President
The first thing I would do
is call Mumia Abu-Jamal.
No,
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We read in the press that Lord Northcote is here
To take up Lord Tennyson's mission.
'Tis pleasant to find they have sent us a Peer,
And a man of exalted position.
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I have a heart full of sparrows
hopscotching in my evergreen
they chirp and they twitter and
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Surreptitiously,
they came
ten assassins,
by boat
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Creatures of the Night
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iron grates over the street drains
roofs for the poor
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Fast flowing road
Is the straits of the town.

A flood of comely faces
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Blink, blink. HOSPITAL. SILENCE.
Ten days old, carried in the front door in his
mother's arms, first thing he heard was
Bobby Dazzler on Channel 7:
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Inadvertently I did not quite
log out of Facebook last night.
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Gold melts from the God's tomb
Only to be nurtured in mom's womb

Hola! a small world is in ecstasy
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At first she was sure it was just a bit of dried strawberry juice,
or a fleck of her mother's red nail polish that had flaked off
when she'd patted her daughter to sleep the night before.
But as she scrubbed, Snow felt a bump, something festering
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Wall Street stock prices have plummeted next to nothing,
Our 401k,403b and 457 plans have lost more that half of their values.
The wars have exhausted our resources; no more fancy menus.
Downtown is like a ghost town, everybody is scared; nobody is shopping.
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I gotta play by myself today
cause Mommy is cleaning and mopping.
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They call it a blonde moment -
A glitch of intelligent thought
I knew what I thought I was thinking
But before I could think, I forgot;
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When we watched the maple seedlings fall and spiral down to the ground
We laughed and I told you they were helicopters
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(dedicated to my all poet friend from India at poemhunter)

Jaya, Jaya, Jaya, Jayahe!
Truth Alone Triumph
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In Chicago, it is snowing softly
and a man has just done his wash for the week.
He steps into the twilight of early evening,
carrying a wrinkled shopping bag
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She has little money to enjoy or spend
But to other people she is a good friend
To help out her poverty line neighbours she goes out of her way
And for her assistance she never asks for pay.
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Waiting at the harbour with a paging board in my hand,
With names of guests from Australia, about to land.
It was my first assignment as a tourist guide,
And my heart was beating fast, filled with pride.
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I don't remember that I hurted any one here before they started hurting me, and too i don't remember that i hurted any one at all so i wonder why all this hate which continue, I received many emails before threatening me or like this one which i will post now..this i know whom A RESPECTED ONE AS IT LOOKS..

for whom will be happy if i will go or delet my posts, don't be because iam not going to do, it looks like you don't know me..you have to study me so well..Iam a rock..lol..iam rock filled by precious minerals and elements, it was said to me iam made from the best materials..
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People sit numbly at the counter
waiting for breakfast or service.
Today it's Hartford, Connecticut
more than twenty-five years after
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Beauty of my garden shows me that real life is free,
its colour calls out please, please stop to look at me.
I hear the wind rush through the shrubs and trees, my
music playing soft, a robins song, all sounds of silence.
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They linger wearily and lifelessly
About the barren and bleak
Back streets of the city's
poorest regions, for
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She picked up the bags which contained all her shopping,
Trying to carry them along without dropping
The contents. Hoping the handles wouldn't give way,
Spreading her purchases around on display.
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When your little you believe that all the fairytales are true,
That when you get older a handsome prince is going to marry you.
You will live in a palace with a huge closet filled with every kind of dress,
No one could tell you different because you wouldn’t believe any less.
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Oh my goodness, oh gosh, there's one thing I fear,
going shopping with my wife, I'd prefer to stay near,
she's got her checklist, and she's determined,
to purchase unnecessary items, it's her obsession.
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The women guild members sat to celebrate life achievement
It was awesome for the beautiful women
They counted themselves lucky to be alive courtesy of God
They discussed their life milestones
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This is not a poem. It is a hidden-word puzzle. Hidden are 30 birds, all found in the Rocky Mountains of North America, with one exception.

- - - - - -
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Most gifts come wrapped or maybe
Too awkward to be,
Are left standing in the corner or lying unwrapped under the tree
But this special gift was different, to be delivered on bended knee.
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My mother died on February 24 2016, when she was traveling on the entrance ramp to northbound I-29 from Mexico City Avenue. She traveled off the roadway and overcorrected, sending herself and her truck down an embankment. Ejected from her vehicle, she was dead on arrival.
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I think my bladders falling!
I can't seem to hold my wee at all!
I dripped all over the store while out shopping
and almost caused some old guy to fall.
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It is spoken man is born equal and free
To a degree the world disagrees
Some foresee what others cannot see
Freedom is walking away with glee
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I love life but does life love me when I have to cook
tea for a family of three.
One wants this and one wants that and between
those wants I have to feed the cat.
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Oh I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate and talked and went to sleep.
Then I got up and went to work
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Each year when Christmas comes round,
I sometimes wonder if we really understand what its all about.
We are so busy talking about Santa Claus,
and rushing to the shopping malls,
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I’ll drive you to the shopping centre, Sandy’s grandma offered
Sandy gladly accepted the proposition her gran proffered
“I’ll just wait in the car”, said gran, “while you go in and inquire
About a job in those shops, surely someone will hire”
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The Gods are money sound these days.
and priests have marketing degrees -
The faithful, called to worship
by giant plasma screens,
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lone traveller
from kuala lumpur to tokyo to china
cold places, strange people warm and cold
so many unknowns that became knowns
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My mother stands at the screen door, laughing.
“Out out damn Spot,” she commands our silly dog.
I wonder what this means. I rise into adult air
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You always bring me many things,
my little sister, too,
things we love to play with
and so many things to do.
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Oh sweet memory,
my heart breaks deep inside.
Oh sweet memory,
it's you I'm trying to hide.
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In the grilled window overhead
Before ringing the bell
I see your face.
It is only love, nothing else.
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Pluviôse, irrité contre la ville entière,
De son urne à grands flots verse un froid ténébreux
Aux pâles habitants du voisin cimetière
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Not knowing whom it is waiting for-
it is waiting-and
if not detected-
not knowing whom it is destroying even-
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I'll tell you a crime story that you've never heard,
But first you'll have to promise to not spread the word.
It started many years ago on the Massachusetts coast.
Most of those who know of it are now themselves ghosts.
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Some trapped memories in the photo frame
Said to him go and find out the absconding person
And here are some clues and hints
Probably you may find on roads
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Although the roof is just a story high,
It dizzies me a little to look down.
I lariat-twirl the rope of Christmas lights
And cast it to the weeping birch's crown;
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I was cruising the candy aisles at my local
Wall-Mart. I was looking for a sweet thing,
whilst pushing my cart. Then out of nowhere
she caught my eye. Now there's my kind of
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Every year it's the same old story
Turn away if it gets too gory
Certainly not a tale for the frail and meek...
This is a tale of how Turkey Day becomes Turkey Week!
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While it was raining heavily outside,
Two children in shabby, tattered dress
Stormed into our glass roofed patio
And at the door, for mercy did pause
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(dedicated to people who love Tokyo)

harajuku
base ball
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I’m still here somewhere
Between the dishes and laundry
Breakfast, lunch and dinner
I’m still here.
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Bathed in tepid water,
powder puffed in clouds of special talc:
this little lady is then pigtailed
with coloured ribbons
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He remembers he met her on a crowded bus,
She was laden down with shopping bags,
Her arresting, vivid, blue eyes held defeat of endless deceit,
He observed a young woman crumpled, with whispers of loveliness,
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The Rusty Wig

I came across a rusty wig
full of lice and mice
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Very well I contradict myself
knock myself out
looking for a knockout
won't settle for a knockoff
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Blue was his colour, he always said. Went with his ice-blue Michael Caine eyes.
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(dedicated to my all poet friends from Singapore at poemhunter)

Majulah Singapura!
Onward, Singapore!
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Lists for this and lists for that
1. put the dog out 2. feed the cat
3. close the windows in the flat
I'm always making lists.
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It was a chilled dawn.
The maiden light just trying,
bless the earth.
Rain starts to pour on streets.
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All I ask is: give me one chance
To sing you an evergreen love song
Closely sway to this last dance
Locking arms as if we are bound for lifelong
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I wish you joy, my little ragged throng--
Your Dad's a millionaire!
The fortune's come, we've waited for so long,
And I'm a millionaire!
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My Love, Goes As Far As “ Exotica ”
A Place, Filled With Thrilling Adventures Of:
Exploring Pathways to Fantasy
Experiencing The Perfect Intimacy
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Some people have short hair, some have long.
Some people have thick hair; some people’s hair is all gone.

Some people have black hair, some have gray.
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Ok, I normally keep my cool.
I rarely get THAT mad.
I wanted to knock her teeth out!
Oh yes, it was that bad!
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When we invited her to read to us
(she’d be 95 this year) , should we then ask
if she or we should choose
which poems she might read -
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It was my 22nd birthday.
I had just given birth to our 2nd daughter
1 month earlier.
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Ah to this land of the monsoons
or should it have been the sunsoons?
Yet for frozen land tourists, a tropical boon.
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Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb
Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you
Do I hate the mischievous thunderbolt the jawbone of an ass
The bumpy club of One Million B.C. the mace the flail the axe
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When a woman goes to pieces
Hysteria and fragility are often evoked
When a man goes to pieces
Its often just workload
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My 'Showcase' Task & My Requests To Readers

It's not as easy to assemble poems (I like) each month to share with YOU.
I mean it's not as easy as it USED TO BE for me, but I do find a FEW.
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This list will be updated from time to time. The most recent items will be at the bottom of the list. (Last update 25 March 2025)

Poems that have won prizes or recognition:
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A little girl stands lost within
The crowded market place,
She clutches to the piece of string
Tied to her red balloon.
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Having been struck and left outside
the violence of serious cartoons,
life is a sad animal
hunting. We know it’s mostly shopping,
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My beloved I have much to say,
Oh my! where should I start?

Before you came...
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I feel so unhappy today
Tomorrow seems light-years away
Baby I live in yesterday
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Busy crowds, lonely hearts, broken dreams
Shopping for yesterday.
Visiting the shared moments,
In all the familiar places
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You whom I hoped to reach by writing,
you beyond the multicolored tangle
of telephone wires,
you with your white paper soul
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My feet beat a rhythm across the Shopping Arcade floors,
and in through the swinging doors.
Up speeding lifts, to counters packed with attractive goods
and gifts.
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Back today, Yay....!
(about Vinhie and Miffy)

Good morning to all poets-friends in Poem Hunter
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Chapter One

As I entered the resort condo I'd be sharing with a stranger,
I couldn't help wondering if there could be some danger ….
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At lunchtime I bought a huge orange—
The size of it made us all laugh.
I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave—
They got quarters and I had a half.
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I saw her in that red light street corner
Dim red lights highlighted the room, most part of her life too.
Smell of stained notes plagued her hands.
They clothed her each night in robes,
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The wind is cold and the wind burns.
The wind is cold and the wind is acid.
On the Bar counter ice and amber swirl
in thick gleaming glasses;
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