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December 21, 2012

The world as we know it will end!
This warning the Mayans did send
But yes there's still time
After reading this rhyme
To honor Black Friday and spend


Copyright © Duke Beaufort | Year Posted 2012


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Don't Stress Christmas

The northern skies are turning gray -- 
Seems the sun just doesn’t linger.
Christmas is just a month away, 
And the nights are getting longer.
That Thanksgiving spent with family—
A briefly pleasant holiday—
Was forgotten all too quickly 
By pushy crowds on Black Friday.

Our gift checklist seems like old Saint Nick’s, 
But our staff is lacking Elves.
Shopping trips cause daily panics. 
I wonder how we’ll feed ourselves.
We must buy more decorations, 
So the yard looks like it’s snowing.
We fall deeper in depressions 
As our credit keeps on growing. 

Lord forgive commercialism 
For ruining every Christmas.
Lord forgive consumerism 
For dumping on us all that stress.
December is a dreary time, 
Even when little angels sing.
The irony of Christmas time 
Was that Christ was born in the Spring. 

While standing in the checkout line, 
Remember what the carols told.
Think of how Bethlehem’s star once shined, 
As Israel’s prophets foretold.
Think of the awe of the shepherds 
When they saw angels fill the air.
Coming to the stable, entered, 
To meet the Holy Family there. 

Instead of spending all you have, 
Next November and December,
Spend time with all of those you love, 
And teach them what to remember.
"A Savior born in Bethlehem" 
Should bring us joy and happiness;
And “ Peace on Earth, goodwill to men” 
Should set us free, not bring us stress.


Copyright © Mark J. Halliday | Year Posted 2014


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Black Friday

black Friday
so long have detested you
traffic and shoppers
fighting over a cheap purse. . .
lost car in the parking lot


Copyright © Thomas Martin | Year Posted 2015


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Holidays - Cinqku

HOLIDAYS-- Cinqku


Midnight
black Friday
turkey burping
tryptophan tornado
red ink

Church bells
echoing
remembrances
disturb the secular -
rebirth


John G. Lawless
11/9/2014

submitted - Dr. Ram Mehta – Cinqku Poem – Poetry contest 




Copyright © John lawless | Year Posted 2014


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Mall Holiday Board Meeting


About thanksgiving a bunch of turkeys get together,
Have a meeting about sales for the holidays.
About fall they send out that letter.

Well those business folks got to cuss and discuss,
And figure how to gear it,
To make us customers
Feel that holiday spirit!

Here’s the minutes of the meeting,
We’ll skip the high fives greeting.

    “All through  the mall we’ll have ho- ho- ing  Santys
From the computer games to the racks of panties.
Adult book stores will send out Yule tide flyers,
To attract all the spirit filled porno buyers.

Don’t forget to put some plastic wreaths
Round those expensive briefs,

And the music; what about the music?!
Let’s start the secular Christmas songs, 
In time for the black Friday throngs.

Make sure the songs don’t mention God or Jesus,
We don’t want to offend and have people leave us,
Remember Christmas is all about the money,
So let’s spread the ads on thick like honey! 

Hide all the advertised sales on goods for this time of year..
And put the top dollar toys and items by the cashier..

So if you  business people got more ideas, let’s push them through!
What’s that? Oh yeah…ah…merry Christmas to you too.
MEETING ADJOURNED !”

    “(hey Bill, ..about that bikini clad Santa dancing on the new hutch,
I think maybe her pine needle bra is a bit much…..?
What you think?….)”


Inspired by Carolyn D.  (too long for the contest, but had fun with it!)


Copyright © Robert A. Dufresne | Year Posted 2010


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Black for a Reason

We all get up early
To head out to the mall
For Black Friday Bargains
We want to get them all

First there's all the line ups
We're set to crash the door
Here for all our treasures
Waiting inside the store

The entrance is opened
we all push and we shove
Forget the Christmas Spirit
This sure aint about love

Cash registers flashing
Bing Bang Ring a Ding Ding
The money is flowing 
People buying their Bling

Some people get trampled
They didn't factor that cost
All those stupid profits
In the end will be lost





Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2012


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Detainee

Can you remember who you were before the world told you who to be?
reminiscing on elementary, high school, college, was that really me?
they say you live and you learn well I don't necessarily agree...
because until you see the framework of the system you're still a detainee...
we've been manipulated and conditioned to accept bourgeoisie,
it starts with our education, or should i say domestication? sit down, shut up, and agree...
i hate to break it to you, but it doesn't mean you're smart just because you have a degree...
how many of you wanted to work in a cubicle when you were three?
whatever happened to artisanship and being crafty?
I once heard, dont believe anything you hear and only half of what you see
Haven't you ever felt that simply existing is an oddity?
Were specks of dust amidst billions of galaxies
Were something like a tributary of the singularity
Shoutout to Robert Pirsig, I hope this is "quality" 
Were destroying our environment in exchange for society,
destroying our forests and source of oxygen like some sort of black friday spree,
starting war in the middle east for oil and the currency,
our debts closing in on 18 trillion, is where were headed really that hard to foresee?
oh and don't forget about our 120 trillion in unfunded liabilites,
This path were on isnt conducive to sustainability,
but seriously, I'm just some kid from Oklahoma, feel free to disagree


Copyright © Zachary Alvstad | Year Posted 2015


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Black Friday

Fists flying people crying
On this crazy day black Friday
What a disgrace as the hunter’s race
Christmas bargains with a punch in the face                   




Dozens of brawls and 999 calls
From stores all around the country
These midnight sales just turned into hell
Behaving like wild animals that were hungry




Shopping madness hit the towns
Customers fighting like savaged clowns
Ripped stuff down from the shelves stacked high
And within minutes the TV’s and gadgets went dry




Reports came in from everywhere
This place is a battlefield they don’t care
Shocking behaviour and violence broke out
Some were screaming whilst others would shout




It was deadly like a war picture scene
People grabbing and pushing for just anything
They were having a tug of war over electrical goods
Rivals punching black and blue to snatch for their hoods




Supermarkets were forced to close their doors
When the crowds rushed in they forgot civil laws
It was a shameful site and the customers weren’t polite
Those black Friday shoppers they did fuss and they did fight 


  
   
© Copyright by KC.Leake
29th November 2014
All Rights Reserved   


Copyright © kevin leake | Year Posted 2014


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BLACK FRIDAY

Bargains galore!
Lots of people out shopping
All looking for that special gift
Carrier bags bulging
Keep an eye on the spending

Frazzled tempers
Riots break out
I got the LAST one
Don’t ever want to go shopping again
All I want is to go home
Yipee  ... only 365 days till we do it all over again!!!

Jan Allison
27th November 2014


Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2014


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LOVE Conquers All

 Scene 1 - In a cabin on the Mountain side: 
      " Kenny, you ol' Food Dog you. How was your trip" '" Long and boring. I came as soon as I got your letter. How's Chef doing?"
"Not well, they have him over at the old folks home, they want to commit him for Dementia; as Executor of his estate they need 
your signature." " I doubt they'll get that." " A Dr. Mendelsohnn has a status meeting tomorrow at 2" " Well what happened? "Chef
was on one of his nature walks when he ran into two hikers, they got scared and called 911, said there was a crazy man in the woods.
By time the cops got up here Harry was home." "Who was with him, Phil who was with him?" " Kenny, it was Black Friday everyone
was at work" " Jesus Christ, Sorry Lord. Phil, you guys promised never to leave him alone after he was diagnosed with stomach cancer"
" Sorry Ken I got called into work, Chef said he felt fine, you know how Chef is about working." Yea I know, but we also know he's 
not always truthful about his health. So they just took him away" Not really, when Mike got here there was 4 cop cars in the yard, they
had to literally drag him out. Chef wasn't acting sane. Dr. Mendelsohnn said he has Dementia, and wants to commit him to Easy Rest Adult Care."
" Not a problem, Phil, Does the year 2004 and 2007 mean anything to Chef" "Redsox World Series Wins." Right , Chef said when he doesn't 
remember them, then it's time to leave this realm 
 
Scene 2 - Easy Rest Adult Care Fascility 


Copyright © HGarvey Daniel Esquire | Year Posted 2012


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Don't Stress Christmas - repost

Don't Stress Christmas
 The northern skies are turning gray -- 
Seems the sun just doesn’t linger.
Christmas is just a month away, 
And the nights are getting longer.
That Thanksgiving spent with family—
A briefly pleasant holiday—
Was forgotten all too quickly 
By pushy crowds on Black Friday.

Our gift checklist seems like old Saint Nick’s, 
But our staff is lacking Elves.
Shopping trips cause daily panics. 
I wonder how we’ll feed ourselves.
We must buy more decorations, 
So the yard looks like it’s snowing.
We fall deeper in depressions 
As our credit keeps on growing. 

Lord forgive commercialism 
For ruining every Christmas.
Lord forgive consumerism 
For dumping on us all that stress.
December is a dreary time, 
Even when little angels sing.
The irony of Christmas time 
Was that Christ was born in the Spring. 

While standing in the checkout line, 
Remember what the carols told.
Think of how Bethlehem’s star once shined, 
As Israel’s prophets foretold.
Think of the awe of the shepherds 
When they saw angels fill the air.
Coming to the stable, entered, 
To meet the Holy Family there. 

Instead of spending all you have, 
Next November and December,
Spend time with all of those you love, 
And teach them what to remember.
"A Savior born in Bethlehem" 
Should bring us joy and happiness;
And “ Peace on Earth, goodwill to men” 
Should set us free, not bring us stress.


Copyright © Mark J. Halliday | Year Posted 2014


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Black Friday in the Mall

Walking wounded 
in the mall,
so many, so joyless,
grimly marching from 
store to store.
So few with a dance
in their step.
Buying and not needing,
hoping things will change
their life.
Looking and wanting,
this really is Cibola,
a golden illusion,
all you could want, yet
you still age searching
for streets paved
with rubies
and a temple given
over to greed and foolishness,
and a child to work,
and a woman to sweat, 
and a father to die,
thousands of miles
from home.


Copyright © ahellas Alixopulos | Year Posted 2009


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Black Friday

Love your neighbor as you love yourself
What happened to our mind set?
She’s an infant not a cure for aids
She’s pure why forcefully snitch her virginity 
Respect our women you selfish men

South Africa you’ve made a name for yourself “rape capital” 
Let us unite against rape and restore our good name
My beloved South Africans unite!
Unite against women and child abuse
One person raped is one too many

Anene Boysens, your death united the nations
United, they condemned discrimination against women
They said” every girl has a right to be respected and protected against women abuse”
How long should we take this barbaric conduct?  
We owe it to all the victims to fight this disease

Woe to your power assertive rapists
Woe to you anger retaliation rapists
Woe to you sadistic rapists
Woe to you juvenile sex offenders
Woe to you women offenders	

14 February after sun set a word went forth
Rapists have no place in South Africa
February 15, 2013 declared a black Friday
We shall remain black until we defeat rape
Victory is within our reach, fight against rape.


Copyright © Bongani Zungu | Year Posted 2013


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Black Friday

<                     ladies ~ gentlemen ~ start those ...... engines
                         miss  ~ Ho ~ down - prices .... would be a sin
                                        best buy - circuit city
                                   black ~ friday .... how pitty
                        5 am ~ now ~ who ~ wears ~ smiling ... grins 





                          k- mart ~ wal - mart ~ target ~ pennys
                              red tag sales of many and plenty
                                 but you must buy in bulks
                        and ~  get ~ guy ~ like ~ the ... hulk
                to ~ push ~ cart ~ while ~ you ~ chat ~ with ... jenny




                         let's ~ all ~  hop ~ on ~ over ~ to ~ I - hop
                         your one stop for christmas breakfast slop
                                sure pancakes sounds yummy
                                     but wait till hits tummy 
                                 be sitting on stool till it plops




Entry For
Carolyn Devonshire's
Commericialized Holiday Humor Contest
Gl All And Happy Holidays
Love Kathy & Jenny


Copyright © Katherine Stella | Year Posted 2010


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Don't Care

Grab that flat screen
It's what I really need!
I saw it in an ad
On a newsreel feed.

Black Friday is upon us
Forgot yesterday's meal
The day they call "Thanksgiving"
Was thrown out on it's heel.

I want, I want, I need
It's like an endless well
Insatiable desires
Are sending me to hell.

Does this stuff really satisfy
Or leave me in the mire?
Greed and numbing apathy
Caring not, my soul expires. 



Copyright © Laura Leiser | Year Posted 2014


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A BLACK FRIDAY CHRISTMAS

A BLACK FRIDAY CHRISTMAS


A month before Christmas,
and all through the store
Shoppers were hunting
for bargains galore.

Goodwill was missing or
in short supply
The mood of the moment
was: Buy! Buy! Buy!

Pushing and shoving,
some violence, too
Poor Santa was left at
the back of the queue.

'I can't comprehend,' he
said to his elves.
'Look over there, they've
emptied the shelves.

'My sacks will be unfilled,
my mission in vain,
'This hustle and bustle is
really insane.

'What is the reason for
all this commotion?'
The chief elf replied: 'It's
a national promotion.

'All the goods they can't
shift, for whatever reason
'Are put out on sale this
time of the season.

'They've named it Black
Friday, it appeals to the
rash,
'Those punters who can't
wait to spend all their
cash.'

Santa gave up, said: 'Let's
call it a day, 
'Go back to the North Pole
and check on eBay.'

BY
DARRYL ASHTON


Copyright © Darryl Ashton | Year Posted 2015


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My Walmart Moment

my empty car idles as I shop. . . Why aren’t my keys with me? (This happened to me this year on Black Friday. Lucky for me, I had not locked the car!!) For Richard Lamoureux's QuestionKu Poetry Contest


Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2012


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One Symptom Of What Is Wrong.

Who needs parades or who gets the wing?
We have no need for carols to sing.
For what matters today
is:" Get out of my way!"
as Black Friday and bargains are king.


Copyright © Gerard Keogh Jr. | Year Posted 2010


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SIGNS OF CHRISTMAS

                                                 C                                                  
                                             HR  AS
                                               I    M
                                                S T
                                      Colored lights aglow
                                    Decorated trees inside
                                       A joyous time here
                   
                     Black Friday arrives      Cards received from friends
              Shopping at the last minute     Holly strung from the Rafters
                 Commercialism Rules            Reds and Greens abound

           A Fireplace with no fire                         Children's Eyes so wide
      Cookies and Milk left for treats                      Anticipations so high
         Stockings have been hung                             Santa comes tonight

        Dad reads directions                                  Packages So Pretty
   Looking for the correct piece                         Wrapped with a Parent's Love     
       The Trike completed                                     The Elves Approve

                                    Today's Air is Sweet
                               Aromas of Mom's Best Work
                                    Sweet Pumpkin Pie


Copyright © Dan Cwiak | Year Posted 2016


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Seasons

In March winds we spring ahead one hour
Flowering trees play in April showers
With a rainbow of colors, May flowers bloom
Summer comes in, school's out in June
Vacations and picnics start in July
While millions of fireworks light up the sky
A hot August breath gives life to the pools
Watermelons so sweet they make you drool
September's Autumn has footballs flying
Halloween's in October and all the leaves are dying
In the month of November, there's a lot going on
Thanksgiving, Black Friday, deer hunting at dawn
We shop the whole month of December it seems
With  snow, St. Nick and winter's New Years Eve
January resolutions and frosty window panes
Everything glistens in icy February rains
Daffodils signal winter is ending
Again weather changes spring is ascending
With the cycle of seasons one thing is clear
We all have our favorite time of the year



    by Daniel Turner


Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2016


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PLAYER 1

I spit game proper, like a pro-batter, I got the right stroke
I work deals, like it's Black-Friday, I'm far from broke
I can't help but make the girl proud and gay
Want some of my time, like takes, you too gotta' pay

She don't act up, but she's so bad, discipline

Put her in time-out, punishment, a great beatin'

When I'm hittin' her good, she calls me daddy

I'm her trophy, showcase me, friends wish they had me

Too easy, always give it up, her man call it robbery

Termite, loves wood, told me have my log handy

Do what I order, like a puppet, no-strings-attached

Not a crook, but like a purse, your chick got snatched

Not intimate, gold-digger, money makes her cum

It's me, her, and a bag of money, three-sum

You got flushed-down-the-drain, but I'm the crap, feces

You're gone, don't make 'em like me, endangered species

Got fire-wood, leave the 'coochie' smoking like a Newport

Done with you, on to the next, long stick, but life's short

Get attached, space myself, I come around less

Bad sex, back-stabbing, bull, I ain't with the B.S


Copyright © Arcene Janvier | Year Posted 2013


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BLACK FRIDAY

The day after Thanksgiving I didn't have to work
So, I decided to do something which was kind of a quirk.

I thought I would do some early shopping
For those Christmas gifts that would be eye popping.

As I started my car to begin my store raid
Something went amiss to stop my escapade.

I opened the hood to find the problem there
When I saw it, it really gave me a scare.

Our neighbor's black cat had crawled onto the engine block
Feeling the warmth, but not taking stock.

When I turned the key to give it a start
The cat shrieked as its tail was nearly cut apart.

Oh, it wasn't intentional that I hurt that poor pet
But you've never seen anything like it I'll bet.

When I heard the noise and the hissing you see,
I thought one of the hoses had broken...leaking fluently.

But it was the cat that was hissing when I raised the hood
All he could think of was to jump for where I stood.

With claws all out and teeth set to bite
Him coming at me was quite the site.

Fortunately he missed me with his outstretched paws,
Or I would have been really attached to those razor like claws.

When he hit the ground he ran away
Scared the crap out of me...that's all I'll say.

So I had to collect myself before I could go anywhere
Went back to the house and just stood shaking there.

Of course, I had to have a pop or two
To settle my nerves before I started anew.

Before I knew it, I was asleep in a chair
I never attempted to go anywhere.

All because a black cat wanted to keep warm
In the end, I was thankful I did so little harm.

"Black Friday" would have cost me a heck of a lot more
Had it not been for that cat's dozing for sure.

So, now whenever I go to the store
I buy some cat food, for that kitty next door.

He still remembers my opening that hood
I still remember him trying to claw me where I stood.

But we've come to an understanding that cat and me
And I tap the car before starting it to let him see.

As it is now...he stays out of my way,
Except when I feed him, for all the money he saved me on "Black Friday".




Copyright © Daniel Cwiak | Year Posted 2010


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I Bring the People In

Some throw plump tomatoes
and harsh comments.
And some ask me for weed
as if I'm on it.

Others honk and throw me
five dollar bills.
But at the end of the day
I've had my fill.

I bring the people in
with a bright smile and friendly waves.
I bring the people in
with my ridiculous dance craze.

Music of all kinds
blair through my headphones.
It reverberates through me
from head to toes.

I simply stay afloat,
try not to sink.
Don't care what you
"civilized" people think!

This is what I do,
so please don't curse and fight.
This is what I do
and I'm gonna do it right.

I bring the people in
with a bright smile and friendly waves.
I bring the people in
with my ridiculous dance craze.

It may be dead end,
but I'm having fun.
Burning calories
under a summer sun

I lost twenty-two pounds
believe it or not.
Give me a sign
and I'll show you what I got!

This is what I do,
is that cool with you?



NOTE: For those that aren't familiar with what this is about, I used to be a Shakerboarder. There's other titles like sign-shaking sign-spinning etc. etc. Basically the job is draw attention to you by waving a sign on the side of the street. I really DID lose 22 pounds, btw.

Here's a Youtube video showing me at work... my old job...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iy8kuKUa2Lw

P.S. It was Black Friday weekend so they made me where the Santa suit...


Copyright © Timothy Hicks | Year Posted 2013


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Black Friday In Russia



Guess what... they even have “Black Friday” in Russia! It's called, ?????? ??????? Who would have believed it! The whole wide world has gone nutso, nutso, nutso! Thought for sure Putin would have abolished it by now Oh well, Happy Shopping! © Jack Ellison 2014


Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2014


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- It Is Allowed To Be Tempted -





   "Black Friday"; promises great prices ~ enticements in a false game









   - Happy Black Friday :)

   - 25.11.2016
   - Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2016