I have finally found my favourite shopping bag
the words upon it say "my poo grows trees"
Also depicted a cassowary below his bum a young shrub
I'm like the cassowary I make use of all my poos and wees
Both in the compost with vegie scraps and other useful "waste"
when the compost is dark and friable and fully broken down
I make a compost tea or add sand to make a seed raising mix
Fill buckets for my orchard to spread goodness all around
My efforts are rewarded as I harvest an abundance of fruit
mango paw paw grumichama sapodilla all organic fare
If you are ever in far North Queensland come and visit
for breakfast a bonanza I would love to share
The kids all long for Halloween,
and know it's shortly Bonfire-night,
around the corner, Christmastime.
The shops have toys for Christmastime
beside the squibs for Bonfire-night,
near creepy stuff for Halloween.
Choose Cath'rine Wheels for Bonfire-night
and get the cards for Christmastime,
while picking sweets for Halloween.
Shop now for Halloween, Bonfire-night and Christmastime!
I love old book stores.
The smell and look of old books,
sets my heart a pumping.
At home I have my favorite stops,
checking out each shelf carefully.
When I travel,
I look up stores before I leave home.
My list can be short or long,
with a book or two or three following me home.
This summer I found an old book,
a book jumped into my shopping cart saying,
please take me home.
I have been reading on and off for weeks,
last night I got to the end.
I could not wait to see what was going to happen,
The Last Page Was missing.
Epiphany Poetry Contest. Sponsored by: Constance La France
By Poet: "Words are very cheap. Actions are worth their weight in gold. Look for actions, Not words."
I have a great friend,
she tells the truth and will never bend.
We love going out,
shopping and eating makes for a magical day.
I help her then she helps me,
that is the way friendship should be.
She called me sister,
what an honor that was.
Then one very sad day,
I had an epiphany.
She was filled with lies,
I had been deceived.
sun peeks through window
highlighting today's dinner
ham, beans, potatoes
I have a great friend,
she tells the truth and will never bend.
We love going out,
shopping and eating without a doubt.
wow she now tells me,
you are a much better friend,
then they are to you.
Today at the mall, I seen a woman wearing a shirt saying Black is beautiful, I thought I never see any white shirts with slogans.
I wondered what kind of slogans would go with white, I thought white is wonderful, or white is nice, or white is bright.
Today at the mall, I seen a lot of families, they all looked so happy, and I thought life must be going great.
The mall has many awesome things, it has stores, it has people, it has food, it has entertainment, it has options to grow and display all the current things we like to purchase.
The mall is growing, it had so many possibility’s, many I envision as I shop, and look forward to all my shopping expeditions.
Thank you mall for all you sell, you make many of us feel so swell with all of our days in the mall.
I live in Leisure World where the grass is green,
and bunnies that munch it can always be seen.
For those little guys, it is essential
to breed fast, indeed, exponential.
So, a rabbit's life is never dull,
and their population is plentiful.
But, this ain't no kiddie cartoon show,
and every coyote that I happen to know
always makes it the strictest habit
to bag a furry bunny rabbit.
These canine delinquents and the crows, fast friends,
play, "who spots the rabbit first, wins".
Walking the sidewalks like shopping aisles,
coyotes are seen with contented smiles.
I say, "Bless their sly little hearts
and their bunny-filled shopping carts".
miser
cheap, selfish
hoarding, saving, concealing
money, supplies, jewelry, credit
spending, wasting, cluttering
heedless, selfish
spendthrift
long retail lines sting
impatience brews within them
anger serves no one
A few years back, I worked at JCPenney
I normally stayed in the stockrooms
But sometimes, they’d have me out on the sales floor
It was summertime
Hot, busy and loud
One day, a woman, maybe in her mid-sixties, approached me
She was shopping alone
Shaky when she spoke, but she was kind
She asked for help finding her bra size
I guided a silky white bra over her shirt
Just so she could feel the fit
And in that moment
I felt something ache inside me
An emptiness in my chest
When she walked away, I cried
Because for a brief second
It felt like I was helping my mother
Like I was the daughter doing something small but intimate
But that’s a version of my life I’ll never know
I won’t get to have those ordinary, beautiful moments
I won’t get to watch my mom grow old
She is frozen in time
And I’m left imagining the things we’ll never do
Fisherman serene by the lake.
Sunday in December.
Others sit grid locked going shopping
This time of year is magical for me,
remembering fluffy snow as far as I could see.
I was only a little one of three,
when my loving aunt took me shopping and to tea.
I fell in love with a snowglobe as we ate crackers and brie,
thanking her with a huge heart full of love and glee.
My loving aunt will always be,
in my snowglobe we both did agree.
Flaming wicks atop candy cane sticks
mirror holiday revelers’ delight
Their joy shattered instantly
~ flash-mobs alight and unite
Inspired by My Darling Little Sister, My Punky
yard sale
next door
just four
with cash
christmas
shopping
gift picks
her choice
angels
adorn
each roof
over
salt pep
houses
shakers
perfect
gift for
parents
parents
open ~
angels
hold scrolls
pep reads
‘p house’
salt reads
‘s house’
mom nods
mouth wide
dad squirms
eyes down
too thrilled
for words
girl child
believes
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