Store Poems - Poems about Store

In my small hometown, A steel door of a teal store Always wide open, People coming and going, Items paid and spoken for....

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Indigo book store Its my favourite store It has many books For everyone to read I could spend hours Inside this book store The staffs are cheerful If you can not find A book you search for A staff will bring you To find your new book There are items there Writing pads journals Pens pencils diaries Travel mugs and more A small coffee shop To enjoy a break...

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do you remember do you remember... there were empty stairways of two flights or more the sweet aroma from the candy store endless chatter floating free from laughing people…like you and me stolen kisses in the afternoon on a borrowed blanket from another room we lost all track of minutes past hoping minutes and kisses would forever last do you remember... there were raindrops falling all around and we...

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I look to my right And there’s a bin of stuffed animals just like the one you bought me I look to my left And there’s your favorite flavor of ice cream I look down And I see your Nebraska sweatshirt I couldn’t let them throw away So I think maybe Just maybe And I look up. But there's no trace of you in...

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I like walking to the store. Every day I buy a bit Of what I need, for home supplies. Or maybe I just look around. I like walking back to home. On the way I might observe If my neighbors are around, Or maybe left their TV on. Sometimes kids play out-of-doors On the lawn, where their energy Is safely ignored by all Except by each...

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what beauty God has in store ...

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I couldn’t keep on putting off An update to my phone; With apps no longer working, I was in a retro zone. But when I tried to update I was rapidly deterred, For the message I kept getting was “An error has occurred.” So I made a quick appointment At the nearest Apple store – Walking distance, early morning, Not a real unpleasant chore. Though they...

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From the dark shadows of the past to the unfair justice of this cruel world lies every new day that passes by around the shores of the flowing river, like a gentle wind it flows traveling with all the armies of water like soldiers on the battlefield, long live the 300 spartans such a terrifying...

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Laura is a shopkeeper Who’s selling many things From a plastic dovalacky To brilliant diamond rings She’ll unload on anyone Just anything that’s handy An umbrella coloured blue Or sticky sugar candy Incase your feeling teary Hankies you can buy Or maybe feeling hungry, Ham sandwich she’ll supply Looking for one item? Coming out with more? Probably now you’re penniless From entering Laura’s store ...

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It doesn’t matter how old I grow or how much wisdom I attain… In life there will always be some things I do not understand… some things that cannot be explained. I clean our bookstore early every Sunday morning…because I’ve found I enjoy the time all by myself….with no one else around. I like it when there’s no one in...

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The corner video store With the neon lights, Was the place to be On Friday nights ... Only black VHS tapes In clear, plastic cases, Lined the 'HORROR' sections Of my favorite places From left to right ... Up and down the walls, There were bloody fangs ... And killer dolls Aliens and dinosaurs Monsters on the prowl, Giant sharks terrorize Wild, werewolves howl Next to white masked men Hungry...

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You been gone for a while, they start to doubt— but I know where you at. In the dead of night no matter what room you occupy, I abide. Through all my senses I feel you all around me. Petrifyingly beautiful, they begin to leave with a misunderstanding. Baby they think you don't visit me. Not knowing you were sitting...

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Amy Ingram, who lives next door, like nobody, you've met before, always talks with a whirring sound, and walks an inch above the ground, all mechanical that's for sure. She reopened the hardware store, mending microwaves and mowers, AI hope for our run down town, Amy Ingram. Red capped residents, soon got sore, said "this ain't our town any more", but some of us stuck to...

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A young boy ran up to me in the bookstore and asked, “Where’s the magic wand?” I stared at his smiling face…not knowing how to respond. His mother explained they were in around Christmas and how her son by himself found our Elf… (The elf we bring out at Christmas and hide upon our shelf.) Whoever found the elf…it didn’t matter…day...

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When I saw you there the other day My heart got caught up, swept away I had to keep it self contained Though through my chest and shirt it strained It wanted to go home with you I understood since I did too The pull of love we have is strong My Bluebird it's for you we long...

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