Have you been in touch with the peddler turtle? He said.
Green one who sings to himself and dances? Asked Jed.
Hoot owl nodded “That’s the guy, he is really something.”
His items are unique, some of them sing and ring a ling.
He has a dancing clock that will fall off the shelf on the hour.
Bouquets of bright flowers that would dazzle a queenly bower.
Kitchen tools that would spin you around and say, “how do you do.”
You really need to take a peek at his stuff, one-of-a-kind too.
I followed the peddler turtle from town to town.
never saw a fit, a stomp, a stamp or a frown.
He had the best disposition, this peddler turtle.
Smiling as wide as my light-brained cousin Myrtle.
His wares were wonderful, whacky and wildly whimsical too.
He could dance a ballet, a tango, and a turtle soft shoe.
We liked everything about peddler turtle, he was ever so keen.
We all agreed at his funeral, no one ever saw him turn mean.
Categories:
peddler, 7th grade, 8th grade,
Form: Rhyme
A man reached me at the market that day.
He lifted two handcrafted seats on his head.
He urged, "Won't you buy my chairs?" Today.
Nobody took my chairs. All moved instead.
I recall helping others with daily duties in life.
If you find a poor partner, avail him in strife.
None are so flush that they might not borrow.
The fate of the poor may be our lot tomorrow.
Look, these are the best things I have made.
Please buy my seats. I slum my children frayed.
He seems gloomy. This person is my age.
Words nag me. I gave him cash and change.
I echo helping others, even when being mean.
Do not judge your pal's deep suspicions, lean.
No fine, people can avoid shame or misery.
Lift others in the race for a swathe of glittery.
I replied, "I need one seat, but sell the rest."
Kids are waiting, and I wish you all the best.
Thrusting his hands to pray, I was unready.
For me, it was an incomer with tears already.
I never lost the venting of the chair salesman.
It may not be a lot to exalt others when we can.
If it turns on a brother, do not let envy ruin it.
We pray for each other's rightness, joy, and grit.
Written: November 28, 2022
Categories:
peddler, analogy, community, encouraging, hope,
Form: Rhyme
deep down in deer hollow near miser governor’s bullfrog swamp
lived bachelor peddler charles mccartney who walked with a stomp
bleating gnarly nannies and bad news billies traveled with him
he named them starbelly, cheeseburger, loud nat and old Jim
the town heard him coming way ahead of the time he’d arrive
screaming goats and bells and loud noises on wagon he’d drive
loud bleating and bawling and manure drops left deep in our road
he was bringing bunches of new merchandise, a big load
Categories:
peddler, character,
Form: Rhyme
Escaping through a window,
he mounts a silver skeleton.
Flying downhill, dispensing power
through straining ligaments.
His heroic calves squeezing light
into cone-shaped yellow beams
Then uphill, the counter-attack
of implacable night.
The boy speeds through
sleeping streets,
cape flowing, eye-mask
unseen, essential though
for a peddle-powered hero
who patrols
by the glow of a dynamo.
Categories:
peddler, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Sheestah was the original Steampunk Peddler woman who could.
She wandered Kansas prairies in 1873 like no female ever should.
She was an inventor, an artist, a cartoonist, and worst….
She did not do any cooking or cleaning or carry a common purse
She wore a pirate’s outfit, and she had a pirate kind of ugly buggly bird.
She sold ideas to other women which men considered rather absurd.
Sheestah talked them into trying to get the vote for their kind of course.
She got tossed out of towns for not riding in a cart or with a horse.
She is the oddest, weirdest excuse for a woman we have ever seen!
Said the jealous men who were angry her contraption ran on steam.
She invented it herself! They cried out, angry as all get out.
Some went home and put their lips out in a giant “little boy” pout.
Sheestah heard the rumors and she laughed all the way to the bank.
Her inventions brought in so much money; she had herself to thank.
She was an independent woman, a philanthropist, a thinker, tis true.
I would have loved to have known her. How about you?
Categories:
peddler, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Jasper is the ultimate peddler man
Has all the supplies and says “I can”
He is the quintessential help you with it man.
He has things to wash your windows,
Sweepers for your floor.
He’s got polish for your shoes, your sheets and more.
No matter what the problem he has a solution.
Jasper can get rid of mongrel dogs, mites, germs, and pollution
His braggadocio ways are well known around here.
We call him when we need him. He is always near.
Categories:
peddler, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
I peddled a song round the streets
And found that not many were keen
The solemn church bell or the shout of cannon
Or at least the selfseeking drone
Of selling and buying and lying down prone
Was more to their taste
In haste I switched wares
And peddled long shares
Making over the song
To the young fool who happened along
I hear he has gone to the desert and sings
The same song and lo and behold
It ‘s breaking the heart in the young and the old
Categories:
peddler, upliftingsong, song,
Form: Free verse
Is your dream mystic travel
Enchantment interwoven to be unraveled
A reflection of paradise is at the will of your command
to gain multitude of power by holding out your hand
Reaching seeking for whatever is at your mental peeking
Floating on your fantasy cloud, with the crowd, to make you proud
Holding first place in the race, changing your taste to keep your pace
The perfection of your dream is fast in the past
To conceive another is a difficult task must ask
Are you the mean meddler or just the dream peddler
Categories:
peddler, imagination, philosophy, dream, dream,
Form: Rhyme