Long Shopping bag Poems

I had my plan memorized, 
and I picked the right time.
I walked into the bank 
when there was no line.
I walked up to the teller 
and presented a note.
She hadn’t lived my life, 
you see,...

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The din awakens me
Hall smoke alarm screaming like a banshee
Smoke everywhere, though I see no flames
I reach up through the thick black fumes and yank the battery
Silencing the banshee, but I hear sirens approaching

Thank god...

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Why is it so hard to be happy
But so easy to be sad?
When I see how people treat each other
Sometimes it makes me so mad

It costs nothing to be civil
To make life easier for one...

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In every loving relationship, 
 There are often hurt feelings involve
 We all have certain expectations 
 We expect our partners to resolve
 
 And when they don’t live up to them
 We can feel...

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We take Bubba home to drop him off 
His father and mother come out, they begin to hack and cough 
His father extends his hand out to shake mine 
My wife says don't be rude,...

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How happy can one be?
Ofentimes, I wonder aloud,
Taking advantage of my creative licence.
Let me explain -
The filth I encounter in this city:
Stinking garbage hills along the sidewalks,
Bloody graffiti of betel-nut stains on walls and lampposts,
Jellying...

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Thanksgiving Day has arrived 
in the nippy month of November,
and the dining room is in a festive mood;
Holiday music is softly playing in the living room...
the aromatic smell of the oven roasted gobbler
spreads to each...

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Grandma , I'm sorry but I'm bored
I just don't want to play out on my own
My mates have gone away 
On their annual holiday
and I can't think of a single thing to do . 

Darren...

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While searching for unique places, where I could watch the rising dawn
with stupefied eyes always eager to search and discover,
I came across a rare and never seen childhood picture;
can anyone imagine the wondrous joy of...

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She didn’t know pt.2
The Getaway 

Making my get away I was walking fast.
Hiding the two bags of money in an old target shopping bag.
Walking with no witnesses as to which way I went.
It was all...

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An erotic lettuce leaf. Strip. Then consume. Consumption of consummation is quite colourful in a layered green hue. But how often barbarians liberate barbeques with a token. How quite unfortunate for a flame to flambé....

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Tap tap play dough
ice-cream and rainbow
Grandma took us to Don Valley
To get some ribs for Aunt Sally
We went to the butcher's shop
There,we saw bees buzz buzz buzz

"Hello busy bee! How are you today?
How’s life? Is...

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"Haunting Fruits and Innocent Wish" 


Once I wish to be in a Souk
In search of some grapes and Fruits 

On the way, I saw a poor woman with her kid
She bought him a couple of...

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Stand by the fridge, you are his best friend
Your legs are like nectar, drawing his kisses
He loves you, then leaves you with a wounded heart to mend
Until hunger strikes again, he realises it's you he...

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In olden times things were saved or repaired
Old dresses stitched, boots and barrels staved
Worn-out clothing used as rags
No plastic wrap or bags
People believed in “A stitch in time saves nine” dictum
“Use and throw’ was a...

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Night,
Out on my porch.
The orange glow from the street lights
Flicker through the deep blue hue.

Looking down, I catch myself fiddling, winding the ties belonging to the recycled plastic shopping bag in my clutch.

I wonder why...

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Oh my goodness
What have we here
The house work to do
I would rather not dare
Kids to feed plus the cat
If this is a humans life
You can keep that.

I am a boxer dog
With a lamed back leg
Called...

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I’m in your reign
You command thunder
And stir lightning

I’m in your ring
Working nine to five
Sweating for your love

I’m in your train
It’s a one-way ticket
A nonstop trip babe

I’m in your hair
Like tropical breezes
And I’m stung
===============
I’m in your...

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The Unspoken

The old man stopped his battered car at
a beauty spot’s parking lot, divorced and 
his possessions now were cloths in 
a shopping bag and his old car.
It was early Monday morning, but some
middleclass fool,...

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In muddled games of 'hide and seek'
Announcing past stuff I recall
Recollecting states of hand me downs
Where I am never sure at all
Conversations in my childhood
My only clue those photographs
A comic book of joke existences 
Long...

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scrubbing with her hands
red stains from the priest's collar
- strawberry picking


choosing wallpaper -
the red-breasted cardinals
in my shopping bag 



Last night of harvest - 
reflection of red blood moon
in his empty glass


red cherry blossoms
before next winter...

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I came upon some blueberries
While strolling through a country woods.
So big, so plump and very ripe
And they were growing all around.

I was amazed that no one had
Yet come by here and picked them all.
So, from...

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It was, I really must admit, with quite some trepidation
I braced myself and stepped up to the vacant self-serve station.
Placed my bag in readiness to save having to lift it
but a female robot voice boomed...

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“Do you mind if I take this seat youngster?” the old fart said with a smile. He could not. The seat in question was reserved for my plastic shopping bag. Though the bag was only...

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Walks with her shopping bag on her arm,
A big heavy light leather bag,
Her Mary Poppins bag,

She wants her milk,
The green topped one for her tea,
She doesn’t like the other one,

Something nice,
Some of that chocolate as...

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