Stores Poems - Poems about Stores

...I rarely pay for things in cash, Although some stores prefer it. They charge more for a credit card, So customers deter it. But at the local bagel shop, I placed my morning order And realized......Read the rest...

...Just because we can’t concur Doesn’t mean we can’t confer Yes, the world is in a mess But that don’t make me Rudolph Hess They state that soon in every street There’ll be the stomp of booted ......Read the rest...

...A little girl's beach delight Playing with waves, writing in sand so bright Collecting shells, carefree and light But on a fateful day, she felt afraid to roam The beach was violent, not calm a......Read the rest...

... When summer is gone Clouds start their move with a scurry As if to attend to some urgent work Taking their move as a harbinger, Birds and animals reset their homes And preserve foods in secr......Read the rest...

...Donald impersonating a nice guy publisher right after my accident traumatic brain injury car bomb attack he followed me to book stores ice cream shops art museum obsessed with my poetry my......Read the rest...

...I miss my mother and father I miss walking fast And driving a car on freeways And city streets I miss housecleaning Well no, not really And I miss going on trips And shopping in stores I miss......Read the rest...

...The laws are not in the management of the soul, but the greatest science fruits are punished with the sounds of the rails that follow the trains of the cows living without breaking the suffering of G......Read the rest...

...I awakened 2am to the horrid sound of cackling an uninvited entity entered my space desperation my husband sound to sleep voice’s chirping one stood out I’m shivering the voice boldly chanted when yo......Read the rest...

... October Rain Is it simply a case of precipitation, moist warm air condensation or are they God’s tears showering us with love, as rain washes away our sorrows, in the hope of bright......Read the rest...

...if the world was running out of salt I would be hoarding it for sure But would I be the last to know? Asked Walt. And would the salt I find be pure? If they announced it on the news it would be......Read the rest...

...On a chilly December day in Manhattan, I had just finished a job interview. Despite my frustration from two years of job searching, I thanked the almighty for another day. As I walked down 54th Stree......Read the rest...

...Nowadays, to buy a couch, You make your choice online, By picking out a fabric, color, Size, price and design. You do not have a way to tell, When shove comes after push, How it will feel on......Read the rest...

...Love is…too much, too little, and just right. Love is…what keeps hope in sight. Love is…the flickering in the dark of a long lost light. Love is…my throat caught in a lightly bleeding bite. ......Read the rest...

...I wake up out of my midnight slumber to the sounds of barking dogs across the street attacking the people while they walk on the road. An army of dogs converge in front of the gate, communicating ......Read the rest...

...the rain water inundates my home, and one day almost killed my little one, had to carry him across to a dry ledge, and this is the story, every rain. Kind sir, I said to the big mountain, sinc......Read the rest...