Short Schlep Poems

her it
was too good for me

i knew it right away

my it
had to schlep around
like a dog chained to a cloud
just as moody as a mood can get

it is no good being too much of an it

it took a while
but now i am over it

she moved on also
moved to Bognor Regis
she liked it...

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Since you left me   
In the way                
Alone, and stealthily had run,              
This life is to me a schlep unknown  
From an unknown place                       
To an unknown one...                  
Come on fill with desires my heart--again!                   
Hold my hand 
Help me standing  
Pat my back: 
Teach me to live--again!...

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I hate to check my luggage
When I’m about to fly.
I much prefer to carry-on
And here are reasons why - 

My suitcase can’t get very lost
If it’s within my reach
And no one’s hands have riffled through,
An oft-occurring breach.

But mostly it’s a case of time – 
I really hate to wait
Until the baggage carousel
Begins to activate.

And so I schlep my bag aboard;
My husband heaves it high
And hopefully, there’ll be a space
For it to occupy....

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A lot of malls are closing
(As I found out in the news)
‘Cause empty stores must equal
A decline in revenues.

For many folks despise the trip – 
The traffic, parking, gas – 
Especially when Amazon
Has bargains that surpass.

With just one click, your every wish
Comes true at your command
And you don’t have to schlep those bags,
So heavy in your hand.

A way of life is passing by,
For better or for worse
And soon our homes will be the measure
Of our universe....

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There are five likely females                  
(not counting the barmaid),
plus a few calculating men.
There are others,
dead-eyed drinkers
and such, who don’t count.

Time to figure odds.
The five likely women,
followed by the calculating dudes,
schlep each other out the door.

Not counting the barmaid,
I subtract myself
then add the daytime loafers.
The drunks have pissed away
each other’s money
and are out of luck again.

It’s time to strike,
I count the barmaid in....

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