Best Parking Lot Poems

I’m so sad mom
That I’m missing the chance
To be with you on your birthday
and to watch you dance

Yet your spirit I admire
You’ll celebrate with style
With friends in a parking lot
You’ll boogie for a while

Enjoy your special night
even if it’s a bit chilly
Let others ponder
the magic...

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It's not a flower, it isn't yellow,
     it's just this rabid,
            fearless fellow....

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Eight star-silver and cloud white
    vehicles all in a line.  One red sedan
          their punctuation mark....

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I'm in a hurry and can't be late,
but for a closer space I'll wait.
Around and around I slowly go,
a closer space is sure to show.
I see some tail lights start to glow
but it is in another row.
I must hurry and not delay.
I hit the gas...I'm...

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demure pink panties
orange in the glow of the streetlights
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I live in a trailer park in upstate N.Y.
proud, dumb white trailer trash I is
don't really know well my neighbors
to me that is just as well
you'll understand far better when
you hear the tale I'll tell

across from my small single trailer
looms a large expensive double
but the...

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Unused parking lot
inspires another one
as urban sprawl

becomes the new normal
paper bag dances in wind...

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Why are the sea gulls shopping here, if not
for "White Stag, "No Boundaries." or "Faded Glory?"
Is there some other story?  Coffee, Tea or You,
or just practicing beach and gray-sky calls
over concrete, carts, and Handicapped Blue?
This turf is for blackbirds of the piercing cry, haughty
strut...

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A crowded lot
Cars vying for space
Large and small
Over a patch of ground
To call their own
The people no better
As inside the stores
It is a race
To get "that"
Before somebody else does
Long, crowded lines
Parking lots empty of space
People unaware
That they provided
The inspiration 
For this poem...

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Fears that the
escalator to get 
down to the 
 parking lot
stifling you..
 The 
Pile does not end.
 
 
Cars together as people
do not let you go
pass between. 
This madness.
 
Clutch   with madness on your mop.
Underground garage
A book of poems
Born yesterday
Crushed
Claw.
Instead of hands
 Cold...

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With twilight a few days away
Answers were revealed in strange places

Alignment of the planets
A chorus only I heard

A coven of 5 female clowns
Holding hands in a circle
In the Walgreens parking lot
Slowly walking in circles
Chanting some unrecognizable omen

Everyone saw them, only I heard them
You see, folks...

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Shards of moonlight slice through my dash
weakened by long silent rain drops. 

Sarah, tosses her blonde hair in half circles
bringing waves of Brian Wilson's “feel flows” 
crashing off my thoughts of tainted blood. 

She's still opaque behind heart shaped glassess, but
I've already seen the soft...

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Encountered some drivers
In a mall parking lot
Absolutely blew my li'l ole mind
Rude and obnoxious
Only way to describe 'em 
What's with this self absorbed kind

Seems so damn important
To always be first
Are there no more “courteous” drivers
Are they gone with hoop skirts
And Saddle Shoes
Happy to say I'm...

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Encountered some drivers
In a mall parking lot
Absolutely blew my li'l ole mind
Rude and obnoxious
Only way to describe 'em 
What's with this self absorbed kind

Seems so damn important
To always be first
Are there no more “courteous” drivers
Have they gone with hoop skirts
And Saddle Boots
Happy to say I'm...

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Why are the sea gulls shopping here,
if not for "White Stag, No Boundaries" or 
"Faded Glory?" Is there some other story? 
Coffee, tea, or you, or just practicing beach 
and gray-sky calls over concrete, carts
and Handicapped Blue? This turf is for blackbirds 
of the piercing...

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