I have clipped my shopping antennas
No more garage sales, resale shops or flea markets
I cannot be trusted
I am a lover of shiny things, odd things, weird things
I cannot resist buying sequins, rhinestones, glittery mirrors
I am a lover of things
I drag home all kinds of stuff
With feathers, plaids, Mexican embroidery
I am a lover of the outrageous
The stranger, the better
I like the oddities others often overlook
Much of what I buy never makes it out of my car trunk
Stored for years in sacks until I donate them to another resale shop.
Categories:
resale, me,
Form: Free verse
Off to see the Super Bowl in Vegas, fullfilling a lifetime dream
People from all over the world gather to engage in the excitement , and to chher there favourite team
Vegas with its reputation for being such a vibrant and fun loving place to go
A trip to the casino a place where you hope to see your money grow
With first class entertainment to be take in , we will surely make all the rounds
A walk down the strip engages all of our senses , with so much energy to be found
Ticket prices for the game from resale brokers nearing ten thousand , completely insane
However you may get a glimpse of Taylor Swift , and of course Usher at halftime of the game
Prices go up for everything with the Super Bowl in town
With so many people acting up from so much liquor , someone from the circus should be out recruiting some new clowns
As they say some things are priceless , a lifetime memory I am sure
With so much money bet on the big game , a little of that would be nice to secure
Categories:
resale, sports, travel,
Form: Rhyme
Ragtag faerie was born in the bowels of a retail store bin.
He dressed daily in whatever he wanted, which was not a sin.
One time he found a discarded sequined pink mermaid fin.
You look pretty foxy! Said his persnickety uptight all-together twin.
I am feeling my glory, I am in the best place, I guess, you can say.
He loved dressing up every night, and sleeping almost every day.
He and his twin after nine o’clock p.m. would get out items and play.
They loved the resale shop ever so much, and decided to stay.
Categories:
resale, 2nd grade, 3rd grade,
Form: Rhyme
Buddy was ripping up stuffed animals
Paw over paw, tail over head
Making sure to rip off their eyes
Tearing out filling, making them dead.
I was buying the expensive dog toys at first.
Later discovered he would rip up second hand too.
So bought used stuffies from a resale store.
Side by side, he would eliminate two.
While shaking a sleeping bear, he started to care.
He began carrying this one around, loving it instead.
It has a recording, plays the Lay Me Down to Sleep Prayer.
Buddy now sleeps with this little bear under his head.
Categories:
resale, dog, prayer,
Form: Rhyme
Las Vegas, Reno, the Hoover Dam, the casinos, the resale shops!
Screech.....they have resale shops in Vegas? Only the best in the world.
They are filled with rhinestone boots, hats, bras, handkerchiefs, zippers.
I know this because I have spent years in these shops –not consecutively
My daughter lived in Reno for seven years, so we used to travel there.
Reno was reputed to be a little Vegas. I think there are three casinos there.
So if you want action, head to the real deal – Las Vegas, here you come.
The city that never sleeps! I used to live out there.
It shuts down four hours a day.
The only time the strip is dead is 3:00 a.m. to 7:00 a.m., I kid you not.
The rest of the time you can dress like a celebrity, wear sparkly clothes,
Wear miniskirts, and blue hair, and tattoos up and down your legs.
No one will even look at you though because everyone else is doing it too.
The gift shops in Vegas are filled with the most gorgeous items in the world.
The casinos are bells, whistles, shows, lights, cameras, actions.
You feel like you are in Hollywood, but this is better.
When you run out of money which is day two, go see the Hoover Dam.
Categories:
resale, travel,
Form: Free verse
I was reaching inside my closet for my
most favorite purple
sparkly glitzy top from a Vegas resale shop today.
Suddenly I knew something was different.
I was not alone in my closet.
I looked down, into the yellow eyes of a sixteen foot alligator.
“Hi,” I said cheerfully, although my heart was anything but cheerful.
“Who are you?”
The gator grinned at me with all sixty-five thousand teeth.
I slammed the door shut.
Instantly regretting this.
It was a discourteous thing to do after all.
I held the door open just a tiny bit.
“Who are you?” I whispered.
No answer, but boy, did those teeth glisten in the dark! The eyes too.
“Honey,” I called to the living room.
“Honey! Honey! HONEY!”
Remembering he wears headphones so his TV does not disturb me,
I shut the door again, and wandered into my manly man's
man cave at the other end of the house.
“There is a surprise for you in my closet,” I said.
He was delighted.
“What is it?” he asked.
I had forgotten until this second it was his birthday.
Maybe I will not have to worry about forgetting to get him a present.
Categories:
resale, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Slightly used damaged
Goods for resale jobs for those
Who none but prevail
(one can find bargains @ Goodwill Stores)
10/29/17
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
Categories:
resale, business, career, caregiving, identity,
Form: Haiku
God , i ask you to take me off the shelves
I dont wanna be for resale
But up front for your details
Im not just about the sweet tales
I talk about the three nails
And im frustrated cause it just seems like cheap fails
I wanna see people grow
And sometimes it just seems so slow
I feel like Gods tryin to call some dudes
But theyve been acting like the croods
Slaving for fans
And their sin is what gratifies their inner mans
But Is it all about their own plans
I know you got them in your hands
But i cant just let it be
Are they dying to their old ways
Or are they still in their present days
Im not about the fancy word plays
Im giving you my honest expression
Im stressn
I dont write music cause its cool
I do it to reach kids who are a cultural tool
What do we leave behind for these kids
Is it just to showem how to be a fool
Or how to focus and not worry about being cool
I know the standard is pretty demanding
But the outcome...
Its pretty outstanding
Categories:
resale, america, art, change, christian,
Form: Light Verse
Separated by distances
As time dances in and out
The evolution of our being
Caught so tight, interwoven
Hearts palpitating, pressing
To expolore each possible nuance
There's a carnival of imagination
Left poised on every vacant lot
Teeming on the market
With unusual resale value
Captivating soul dance ether
Murmuring through density of dreams
Your thick breath whispering heat
Draws me towards the infinite
Categories:
resale, adventure, allegory,
Form: Free verse
To ever wonder
To always see
Even for the Discerning me
Is a Trophy
Hatred and Strife
like the daggers
In the Smile of a Man
Concepts Never die
Only Change
bonded by the crimes
of Mind
Register me again
only to Find
Easy Off
Stress resale
Let's wonder
Let's always See
what it's like
to be
what is the (pensive)
Discerning Me
Categories:
resale, allegory, art, dedication, visionary,
Form: Blank verse
The Importance of Spaces
By Elton Camp
Use of spaces between words is quite vital
This is true in the case of a professional title
“Therapist” became “The Rapist” on a door
By the insertion of just a single space more
“Fashion Exchange” is a resale clothing store
Which sells only things that were worn before
Another, surely used children’s clothes does carry
But, “KIDSEXCHANGE” makes all parents wary
Categories:
resale, funny
Form: Rhyme
Oh death your sting will plea
rejoice cancerous vile flesh.
And scab bandages the angel's plea.
of bliss to rest from arrogant men.
Mode I do abhor the card
casting of my flesh moray.
Lipstick stains and gill vanguard
tears swift by tram alleyway.
My memories the broadsword
thing left to hold me to thane.
Womb called life resale abhorred
permeability train.
Headed in the quest of
finality.
Categories:
resale, introspection,
Form: Free verse