Store Bought Poems - Poems about Store Bought

My mother was a perfectionist. A seamstress who made all of our clothes She would look at a dress in a window Run home and make it but prettier. I did not have a store-bought dress until I married. It cost $19.99 and I was askance! How dare they ask that much! My husband had to send me back to buy it....

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succulent citrus fruity and wet dripping down my chin I know I am in Georgia When I can pick my own peach Off of a tree in grandma's yard heavenly nectar, loving the taste nothing like store-bought...

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Professional Poet… to cringe at the term A lonely consensus, so much to learn Days writing couplets, nights dreamed in verse Feelings when gifted, mine to rehearse Professional Poet… to run but not hide Resisting the accolades, cousin of lies The Muse calls my marker, chits payout in thought Each line spoken freely ...

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Store bought happiness. A new dress when you are young and feel sexy. Store bought happiness. A hat and shoes When you are older and do not. Store bought happiness To fill you up to lift your spirits Temporarily and never completely. Store bought happiness Fades rapidly when the bills come in....

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Professional Poet, I cringe at the term A lonely consensus, so much to learn Days writing couplets, nights dreamed in verse Feelings when gifted, not mine to rehearse Professional Poet, to run and then hide Resisting the accolade, cousin of lies The Muse calls my marker, chits payout in thought Each line spoken freely, —no...

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8 Hour Families By Kevin Robey December 23, 2013 In the places we both know I keep finding them in dreams For a fleeting moment it seems I touch the gleam of the status quo Now I see these daydream ghosts Displayed behind this frosted glass The winter storm made by the masses Reminds me of what I’ll miss the most Crazy days selling delusional lies Never...

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Words can be bought for $2.50, in any bookstore. ...

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Halloween is coming soon it's not that far away But it's nothing like it used to be way back in my day. Part of the fun when I was young was creating your own disguise by using this and using that you just had to improvise. You might be a Clown or a Pirate no telling what you might be dress in your parents...

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As I recall Halloween as a child We used to dress up pretty wild But not in costumes from the mall In fact not from a store at all We'd raid the closets in the house And play a game of cat and mouse To see who'd get the coolest stuff An outfit that was off the cuff! My brother mostly was a...

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Cases of bottled water are bought from the grocery store, while breads are stuffed into sacks, to be baked at home no more. Plastic jugs of preserved milk lay upon shelves for days; cartons of chicken eggs await a human's cooking ways. The choices of various cheeses confuse a mortal's busy mind; cans of delicious treasures are a stomach's priceless find. A variety of society's foods tempt the...

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