Best Walmart Poems

I want to mingle
with the people of Walmart 
as they regally push 
their shopping carts
Eclectically dressed perfection
each a work of art
Camouflaged chic
or an old guy...

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blueberries are not an option
oversize strawberries, maybe.
16 pack
of pop-tarts

the workers look worried
or weary
worn down by the woman who taps on her wrist-watch
with her forefinger
her painted...

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(NOTHING MORE TO SAY)

I've seen the way you look at me
I've seen the way you look at them
Without wanting to admit, you hate everything I...

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T'were the night after Christmas, 'n' the house was all dark.
Not much money for 'lectric in the ol' trailer park.
Ma waitin' tables at the club...

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~TAKE MY MONEY ~

Crimson Joy, L'Oreal Lips, DOLCE & GABBANA eyewear 
Mascara from beyond LONDON Bridges
Like the pretty face found in front of Vanity Fair
What...

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Brigitte my love
Our Country suffers of many debts
The people are restless
Whatever shall we do love?

Ah Macron, we must think past the cookies
The solutions are complex,...

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(a rhyme revision in stanza 9 in case the sponsor already read this.)

'Twas the night before Christmas. My shopping was done.
But gifts needed wrapping, and...

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By : Dulce Santiago

“ I can ”
Where were you when I needed you
Where were you when they were ripping my skin and soul 
When I...

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And I walk
across numerical figments
speaking hyperbole dialect to their imaginations.

Numb, blocky gaps
whisper invitation to secret club.

Enticing my stature
to belong
to become exponent’s side-kick.

So they can welcome...

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Lollipop, Lollipop, Lollipop
Remember way back when?
Gummy bears and peppermint sticks
Such treats when we were ten

Teenage years weren't far behind
Raging hormones and pimply skin
And puppy love...

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I have so many jeans that I can wear.
They lie inside a box upon my floor;
in every color there I have a pair.
With pants galore,...

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It wasn't his first choice
To put all his stuff 
In the shopping cart
he found 
behind the Walmart 
He didn't even care 
about the wonky wheel
Somehow...

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All is quiet, my corner still safe.
Ten more pounds, I’m beginning to chafe.
I’ve chewed the couch and the lazy boy chair.
I look like a hippy...

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“Get your crap together, we’re leaving,” were the words but the
Cobwebs in my brain block out who said them. We started throwing things,
clearing out as...

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Where are the golden years I've  heard about,
those worry-free years, I looked forward to?
Now when friends call, they practically shout,
and actors I knew are...

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