Long Cash register Poems

I live in America, as in the United States of America, and that used to mean something. At least to me it did. And it’s not so much in how I was raised but in...

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Sponsor: Carol Eastman

Long before Christmas had become a jolly folklore,
I met a grandfatherly man...
He was clean shaven, tiny and crabby,
And always wore a floppy black suit, his name was Mr. Atnas.

See, I was at such...

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Yellow is the color of the sun,
is it not?

It’s the same color as the Asian
valet corporate fella,
holding a Salvation Army red pot
Collecting inflated IPO fees 
at an illegal
dot.com parking lot

Always yielding to temptation,
is the armored...

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(I can't get a question mark to stay on title line, but the actual title I would prefer for this story is probably this: No laughing Matter?)

Let me tell you a story . . .

When...

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TO MARKET, TO MARKET
As big-box supermarkets became the rage,
most small grocery stores closed down.
And the constancy of change set the stage,
for different looks all around town.

The big new markets were open all day, 
every day...

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As soon as I stepped through the doors of the mall
I ran into two old friends John and Paul
They were with two girls the first named Karen
And I think the other girl was named Sharon

I...

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Hands Caught In The Till

The cash register, there is a pleasant  little "TING !" as it slides open....
More often than not, it will reveal cash notes, neatly stashed and weighted down..
Various denominations of cash...

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A tale of two twins ...


Kit:	That sure was a mean swing, Dottie. You knocked it out of the park. You’re the Sultana of Swat. I love the way you ‘round the bases doing your cute...

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Angel of mourning soup
Angel of mourning
Who gives birth to fresh morning dew who 
helped me pursue who showed me the light
when I was lost for clues in times of blues

Angel of assistance
From were did you...

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Marriage is much like going to the grocery store to select your favorite fruit…What may look 
good on the shelf? May have a different taste once consumed at home? As I walked through 
the isles...

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Do you remember a song from not too long ago
by a popular singer of the name Tommy Roe?
This man had many hit songs credited to his name.
Some were certified gold records that brought him much...

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I went to the five and ten cent store 
With a handful of nickels and dimes,
And, pausing beside the cash register 
(I’d seen prob’ly hundreds of times),

Just like a lot of his regular customers, 
Had...

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I leave my home in Trinidad
 And I come to live in America
 And now I working at Kmart
 Whole day at a cash register

 But I do have a lot of problems
 Every time...

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I spent my day shopping with Ruby
              (I find her an absolute pain)
         ...

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The Fresco Says It All!


From the mountain,
From the forest,
From the river,
From the wild,
We came.
Naked.
Not tamed
In their eyes.

Depicted by cathedral fresco
At Mission BC
Our faces are empty
In their eyes.
No clothes,
No nose,
No eyes,
No ears,
No mouth,
No expression,
No emotions.
No individuals.
We...

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<               my little girl came to me and asked for a pet
         ...

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For one enchanted night, I was Cinderella at the ball.
No fairy godmother did I have
to fashion for me a fancy gown
or to see me off that night in a golden carriage,
and yet I knew ....

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A second hand book shop watches the Sunday rain
beat against a resentful pavement. Its second hand
door opens up its second hand world to second
hand people, carrying first class money.

The newly welcomed, carrying in second hand...

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2200 E High Street
Pottstown, PA 19464

Upon making a purchase,
yours truly murmurs bonjour
to the man/woman clerk
manning cash register,
(perhaps another day)

maybe soon as tomorrow
January twenty four -
two thousand and twenty,
I will explore
Moonlight madness sale

fifty percent off all...

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Ghetto tabernacles congregate
to hear the sons of Eli preachers beg and holla
Saying to the colorful captive audience:
they gonna get their piece of the pie in the by and by
It’s waiting in the oven ... baking...

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The only thing that exceeded the dinginess of this rat-hole bar was its stuffiness. I
stopped in the place to make change for a parking meter just outside its door. God! It was
awful in there, and...

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as a little child whenever my mother and I went to the store
she would give me that lecture which I had to endure
"don't ask for nothing, don't touch nothing, be quiet and always stay near"
but...

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A store that only sells leggings.
What?  How is this even possible?
In this economy? What would keep it in business?
Serious, this is as ridiculous as a store that only sells
Mickey Mouse stamp pads.  ...

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As every meeting ends in a goodbye, a shopping trip always ends in a good buy. That's life. But the sales are over and I hope this time to avoid a buyer’s fate.
Oh, how I...

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After dad's Sunday softball games, 
us kids would run the bases.
Then we'd skip over to the River Inn Tavern.
Players would gather in small sweaty clumps.  
Guzzling life 
Playing pool
Devouring cold cuts
Rehashing the scent of...

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