Short Shopping Center Poems

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Premium Member Crooked House of Poland

Poland’s shopping center in crooked house,
Showplace of Sopot, fairytale, right Klaus?
A crazy look.
Shop with books.
Where I bought my favorite blue blouse.
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Black Friday In Russia

They even have “Black Friday” in Russia! Don't have Russia chacters Who would have believed it! The whole wide world has gone nutso, nutso, nutso! Thought for sure Putin would have abolished it by now Oh well, Happy Shopping!

Premium Member - Exquisite Lingerie -


   The man in the elevator
   was "caught on the bed"
   in the city's busy shopping center
   He loved trying sexy women's lingerie
   The door opened automatically
   ... an awkward silence
   A revealing moment
   - it wasn't a fitting room

Premium Member The Elegant Echo

THE ELEGANT ECHO
On the busy walkway of the city shopping center In the air of elegance ruffling her well-set auburn hair She walks in style on her stockinged slender legs With delicately encased feet reclined on the golden stilettos The beat of high heels echoes in the throb of many hearts.
June 6, 2018.

Premium Member Soho Shopping In Nyc

i saw you i saw you
                       shameless thieves ebony hoods
                       smirking in the night



                            June 1, 2020
                              1:15am PST
                       
                              Poem#1,311


      Poet's Notes : Soho is an exclusive shopping center in NYC
Form: Senryu


Premium Member Shopping Center Sailors

A leisurely coffee, conversation
that barely makes it across
the table before slipping back
into silence, shapes passing by
shadowed in the blurr 
of their growing distance.

They gather at ten, old men,
landlocked yet in their mind’s aegean,
letting out their long nets
beneath a vast shopping center ceiling 
arching over them like an endless sky,
horizons drawing them further out 
to where, one day, they won’t return.

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