Long Grocer Poems

"Lizzie Borden took an axe,
gave her mother forty whacks,
when she saw what she had done,
gave her father forty-one,
she washed herself from a watered pail,
she claimed their lies and vicious tales,
she pled not guilty and moaned...

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I know    
I tell you this instant
I am under surveillance  
my life is being recorded indefinite
every movement
private or ordinary
including this moment
every event
big or insignificant
without my consent
there is no instant
when i am...

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Dragon snuck in with the Basement Trolls, to watch a movie, one fine night.
They watched “The Day of the Triffids”, unbeknownst to us, creating our plight.
The next morning all Heck broke loose as we piled...

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RED

               Red light :                 Red...

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The morning after I killed myself, I woke up.

I made myself breakfast in bed. I added salt and pepper to my eggs and used my toast for a cheese and bacon sandwich. I squeezed a...

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What Party Are You?

Huh?
Does it matter?
Who I voted for? 
I am alive, 
so it was legal. 
I have not been dead, 
for thirty years. 
Surely that is enough. 

If I tell you this or that,...

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Cheese curds make my day.

My wife has a daily habit
Of caring for all my needs.
She keeps her eyes wide open
To see what she can see.

This week was no exception
As she neared the dairy case.
Greeted by...

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Meera counts the money.... just one hundred and fifty rupees. Still to pay to the grocer and the electric bill. The guests will come and to greet on the Diwali and Happy New year, some...

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Ale and horses

There was only one brewery in our hometown covering the whole district on flat-bed wagons with 50 horses
to get work as a driver was a sought-after occupation
when crates had been delivered at one...

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I knew it was you all along, trying to compose a different song, I knew you were standing in the line when the bullets explode into the sky 

Everyone had to run for cover and...

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My Grandfather's Grocer Shop

I was born in Liverpool - England and
I remember back to when I was a child
how I marvelled at the way things were done
in my Grandfather's Grocer shop. in the early 1950s.
I...

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It’s a bit like playing monopoly as we don’t start in prison
Little people of all kinds of colour begin at the same position
	
            ...

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Soundly you sleep, your insides at ease.
Beside you, I surge an uncharted storm of fearsome break 
for it thunder-threatens my own sun’s velocity melt.
Your breathing is even and bears no concern, no fear
or resentment squeaks...

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It's funny how we associate things.  They become one with each other.  Who can imagine an Easter without the bunny, or losing a tooth and not being paid a visit by the tooth...

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Brooding, unlit and unkempt
A house that is daylight exempt
Sits three doors down from the park
Its doors and its windows are dark

Weekly a grocer arrives
Drops off a bag of supplies
The door opens not very wide
A hand...

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A young man once asked of God,
“What is the value of a life?”
God answered him,
“Take this shiny stone,
Determine its value without ever giving it up,
And you will get your answer.”

The young man took the stone...

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It was an age when
bread was delivered
by a baker in a horse and cart
and carried to the house
in big wicker basket,
and the milkman left bottled milk
on the doorstep before the sun
was up, and old men...

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THIS POEM WRITHED OUT OF THE HEART;
BASED ON A TRUE STORY 
AS PEOPLE OF THAT GREAT CITY
ARE TORN APART..

I AM A NEW YORKER 

I was in a quarantine when my dady died 
That night. 
I...

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LOVE SEEDED INTO TWO
Love seeded into two
Turning away from sullen blue.
Time Capsules, souls search, 
for treasures and purpose, purpose.
Sullen bellows of gusty winds, there
treads the daughter of mortal sin,
as she grins and picks her victim...

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My wife found a grocer that opens from 6 to 7am for seniors only before serving the general public.  And I kid you not. Yesterday, on an early morning mission for my wife to...

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I yelled and flung the empty whiskey bottle through the air
The marching high school band is getting closer

Children running, playing with the pygmy bear
The carny selling snake oil, argues with the grocer

Soldiers marching past the...

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One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it was in pennies.
Pennies saved by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and the butcher.
One dollar and eighty- seven cents. And the...

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Toy’s abattoir has decayed.
Gone is the bank, E.S. & A.
One time Witton Street brickwork’s,
is grass growing over the clay.
Bruton the blacksmith has rusted.
His name on a shed disappears.
The water trough in Mackey Street,
has not seen...

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I said to my mother, " together we are strong,"
mom bravely battled with illness for twenty years;
but the end came and her life I could not prolong,
I made the decision to pull the plug with...

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Granma's free stone peaches
have to be on the truck
the grocery store was just next door,
it didn't seem enough!

Because they ran the RailRoad
Rock Island ~ it sounds tough
and Granma needs her peaches
that grocer better scuff!

The Midwest's...

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