Sears Poems - Poems about Sears

In 1968 I was filling my hope chest with embroidered tea towels. I spent a week’s salary on a mushroom canister set in 1969. Sears had a collection of mushroom kitchen items. They were called the Merry Mushrooms. I began embroidering new tea towels that matched the MMs. Not realizing that mushrooms had anything to do with drugs....

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Great store, ...

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sears christmas wishbook dreaming in colour posted in July 5, 2018...

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I’d dreamed about it every night and seen it every single day in Sears and Roebuck’s grand Wish Book. I’d taken every chance to say, “PLEASE, Mom, PLEASE, Dad, write Santa. Tell him I’ve been good the whole year through! I wrote and told him what I want, but it can’t hurt to hear from you!”...

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I am a man who loves Sears and tools a lot. But if you're wondering if I'm happy, I am not. Something happened that drove me to tears. I have been permanently banned from Sears. I visited Sears one day and I tested a propane heater in the store. There was a big explosion that propelled me to the above...

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roaring righteous ravenous rage blooming warped inside a cage evolving and eating the solution bathing and swelling in pollution unsteady digits of weary animals claw paths through closing portals opening gates screeching light banishing shades of lucid night guarding the secret seal pouring out what is real through exhalations of fire devouring flowers of desire until charred clouds decay breaking apart bitter clay unveiling veiled visages spreading severed messages like flighty...

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Ego maniac’s reflex ...

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You’ll never know what you meant To me.. How your love tightly wrapped Around my heart.. Completely bonded our love for Eternal. All my memories I conceive of you It Just burn down in the center of my Soul, I breathe every memory of you Time is passing so quickly but Yet it seem like only yesterday That you were here I close my eyes and...

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