Storefront Poems - Poems about Storefront

... Then she French kissed LizPiggo and publicly scolded the young Chinese server for not making extra sale? The young lady scribbled her phone number on napkin and gave it to Gus looking......Read the rest...

...'Tis a parable of inseparable binary's whose snowprints melted in silent tales. Their bodies heat 'neath winter coats that hides their Sunday's best white finaries. Her pleasant h......Read the rest...

... Once a thriving town now dust devils curl and tumble on the broken pavement, along with swirling leaves and bits of paper empty storefront window......Read the rest...

...three incisor teeth burst through fresh flesh... opaque as pearls, strong as love, precious beautiful baby babbles assertively mesmerized by mishmash sounds that her astounding mouth can make......Read the rest...

...I’m young and wild standing in the middle of this field. Blowing winds like hurricane strength can’t take me down. In this town, I’m young and wild. Running wild through this town. Shirtless and......Read the rest...

...My roommates Leong, Sophie, (Charles) and I were coming from a Yale sporting event. The sky looked like a dirty Swiffer-mop and the wind seemed to be ignoring the posted 20mph speed limit. It was a t......Read the rest...

...November 18th, 1932, Lincoln, Nebraska, main street fancy pretty new toys are in Jasper’s storefront window Betty points to a baby doll she would like for Christmas she does not expect to get it ......Read the rest...

...This morning I went walking and talking to myself seeking solitude, peace and an inner plenum full of wealth Leaving the familiar surroundings of my own house behind I managed to set a st......Read the rest...

...This would be their special time of year. Cold air fiercely bites; the yule season is here. She recalls how they adored trimming the tree. She's angry; it wasn't his time to leave. She strolls......Read the rest...

...On a gray weekend in early November I collect and chop fallen limbs From the old trees of last winter and this summer Fill my wheelbarrow with kindling sticks Quiver of arrows Stacked in my ga......Read the rest...

...Papa Babineaux is a licensed chemist with a storefront on St. Ann Street, near the French Market. After breakfast each day he kisses his wife on the cheek, pats his children’s heads affectionately, l......Read the rest...

...“Santa Fe” Santa Fe, Santa Fe, Oh Santa Fe, Take me home to Santa Fe. Where mountain peaks Are bathed in gold. Where artists and seekers Come to unfold. Where natives live in ages past ......Read the rest...

...Say what you want About our family bonds But we love each other We care for one another Yeah, say what you want About fishin’ in that pond But I’m a country girl I might not find a pearl, but ......Read the rest...

...Outside the storefront I see the heavy rain fall No signs of stopping My Arizona fruit juice Keeps my mind off the shower......Read the rest...

...*Image of Mauna Kea Hilo Bay by Big Island Now. *Hilo Town, Now and Then Signs of Store Closed or Out of Business with taped crossed d......Read the rest...