The Supermarket Singer

We’re away from our home for a wedding 
So we drove to explore a new town.
Found a cool-looking shop
And decided to stop
But, while strolling the aisles up and down…

We heard music and noticed a singer 
Belting tunes with a mic in his hand.
Shoppers didn’t take heed
But we loved it, for we’d
Only known songs in stores that were canned.

We stood rapt ‘til he wrapped his performance 
And we thanked him for making our day.
Guess you just never know
When some talent will show
To bring smiles in a never-seen way.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Kingston Avatar
November 19, 2023 at 10:17 PM
Ilene, my old grocery store was called Stop and Shop. Several times there was a man singing and playing violin into a microphone on a speaker right outside the large parking lot. Really. My husband thinks he may have been lip syncing. Who knows? I joined him joyfully as I walked into the produce isle with a smile, as he continued from the parking lot. Your poem brought me that cute memory. :0)
Horn Avatar
October 14, 2023 at 5:23 AM
You have an awesome way with words. They seem to come naturally to you. God has granted you a great talent.
Wolf Avatar
October 3, 2023 at 8:11 PM
Nicely penned, Ilene, and quite a surprise for me too. But didn't he ask for a buck or two --- and then a tip?! ~ Mercy Me, gw
Bauer Avatar
October 4, 2023 at 10:05 AM
funny you should say that, gershon! my husband asked the manager if we should tip him and we were told it was not allowed. the singer was happy that we complimented him, though...
Rolland Avatar
October 2, 2023 at 12:00 AM
so interesting meeting such a talented singer, never experienced that in my town, it should existe if i care about, thanks this is beautifully penned
Bauer Avatar
October 4, 2023 at 10:05 AM
i've never experienced this before either, yann! thanks for dropping by...
Brotherton Avatar
October 1, 2023 at 9:08 AM
An interesting experience. I have heard of towns that have a town troubadour that you will find singing in various places.
Bauer Avatar
October 4, 2023 at 10:06 AM
this was new to me, jerry. the store manager told us that they have singers only on the weekends and that customers enjoy it, but everyone we saw was just ignoring him...
Allison Avatar
October 1, 2023 at 6:49 AM
oh wow how awesome was that, its so rare to hear live music like this especially in a store. I am sure he was as delighted as you were for you stopping by to listen and comment:-) hugs Jan xx
Bauer Avatar
October 4, 2023 at 10:07 AM
hey jan! yes, it really was a treat, even if it wasn't my favorite kind of music. i think we were the only people to even acknowledge the singer, at least while we were there...
Situation Avatar
September 30, 2023 at 8:48 PM
To look for real life I look to you. You have the ways of a poet and eveyday your view.
Bauer Avatar
October 4, 2023 at 10:08 AM
what a delightful comment, the situation! thank you!
Rodrigues Avatar
September 30, 2023 at 6:18 PM
How lovely! Pays to stop and smell the roses, as they say!
Bauer Avatar
October 4, 2023 at 10:08 AM
you are right about that, kim! it sure does...
Flood Avatar
September 30, 2023 at 3:42 PM
And I would guess you made his day, Ilene. Nicely done. Terry
Bauer Avatar
October 4, 2023 at 10:09 AM
yes, a mutually beneficial experience, terry! kind of like when we post our poems, eh?
Slaughter Avatar
September 30, 2023 at 2:17 PM
Now, this is something I have never seen. You have such interesting experiences, Ilene, and I'm so glad you share them with us.
Bauer Avatar
October 4, 2023 at 10:09 AM
thank you, jim! i guess there are always surprising things to encounter if you're open to seeing them...
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