Upscale Poems | Examples

Buying Clothes

When choosing clothes, some people buy
Whatever seems to catch their eye.
They always pay the asking price 
No matter what, and don’t think twice.

That isn’t me, for without fail 
I’ll check to find out what’s on sale
And if it’s pricey, I might splurge 
If on that day, I get the urge.

As far as stores, the upscale shops
Will not be on my frequent stops,
But nor will be a tacky store,
With schlocky clothes you can’t ignore.

I guess I like the middle range
When I decide I need a change,
So when I feel it’s time to go,
I’ll check out clothing stores I know.

His Place

He is on his riding mower.
He looks like me,
only he owns a rich man's house,
a garden measured in acres -
his skin is better.

No picket fences: this is upscale America.
Long drives and old stone walls; gated.
A cultural dream
pioneering into new luxury,
the way covered wagons once did,
canvas closed, oxen quietly moving on
into territory that's hard to imagine.

I see him standing
near his wide columned front door,
he is smiling the way I smile
when I think no one is looking.

I like him, and imagine his beautiful 
wife in my arms.

He left the wagon train,
to strike out on his own.

They found the green valley,
gold seams under their feet,
and the land already posted,
to keep others out.

Why do you dress in suits

Groovy giraffe Moots with his bony knees
Slips and slides and calls out “geez!”
Fashionable, yet, not dapper, not in any way.
His confidence is enormous, and here to stay.

Why do you dress in suits? We ask old Moots.
Most of the animals wear their birthday suits.
I like being persnickety and upscale, he said.
We made fun of him, and his face turned red.

Beauty In Beauteous Muse

Dazzling like goddess Luna dipped in harvest moon,
Yet, musing on beauty around at summer noon;
Seated in queenly splendor at the balcony,
Amazed on the ancient archives of alchemy...?

Nature has molded you in charm beyond measure,
Like luxuriously hidden sapphire treasure;
Sun light falling on you profusely with pleasure,
Reflects on nature's creatures with upscale leisure...!

Above all, in you are voluminously seen,
Philosophies and theologies that have been;
Cogitating in forms of curious puzzle,
Within - like joys and pains - tussle, hustle and bustle...!

Aren't midst apparent calmness, currents and whirlpools?
Are there within interiors, huge moral rules?
Yet, like saints, synthesis of these seems your nature,
It's, hence, constant smile has become your ornature...! 

Shine forth! O princess of divine nature! Shine forth!
Like Sirius the luminous star of the north;
May endless wisdom and enchantment from you flow!
May these to the grief-filled mortals, joys endless show...!!!


29 October 2022
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The Fish Rots From the Head

Fish and chips and a pint of dark brew.
Malt vinegar and lashings of salt.
A fish dinner served up
by a truck in a newspaper cone.

That was then, that was before
taste buds got hard boiled,
before the bowtie culture wars.

Pickled onions are now too small
they should have stayed big and brown
something saucy and sour to munch on
while walking around London town.

Peas pudding, jellied eels,
pork pie to tempt our eyes.
Mostly all gone
or not the same.
Shame,
for now we are cosmopolitan
even here in the Midwest
we are upscale in the fine dining fare.

French, Italian, Bolivian, Mongolian,
Mexican and Estonian, it's all good
or can be, but

fish and chips wrapped in newspaper,
nothing better!

Mrs Squirrels Designer Bag

Mrs. Squirrel goes shopping in her red scarf carrying her bag.
Many eye it, for it has a designer label, not worn by a hag.
She is flaunting it actually, for she has that kind of personality.
This snotty upscale fashion-labelled bag suits this squirrel to a tee.

Privilege

We walked around an upscale town
To pass the time of day.
Our grandson’s learning chess and he’d
An hour left to play.

The stores all catered to the rich,
With home goods, clothes and jewels,
While everybody passing by
Played by those privileged rules.

Designer shoes and t-shirts,
Brand-new weekend-wear attire,
All purchased, when compared to mine,
At prices vastly higher.

Instead of envy, what I felt
Was borderline disgust 
At lifestyles that I saw embodied
By the upper crust.

The lesson ended and we took
A destination ride
For ice cream, still in town, but on
The much less ritzy side.

A Cockerel Mayhem, Or Bad Chicken Farmer Joe

When his father-in-law got him
into the poultry biz in Rhode Island

Joe had not fully contemplated that
first day to market when he 

when he failed to truss and bag the birds 
properly, a holy-moly cock-up so

when he tossed them into his ’02 
Honda Accord LX to parlay

the beasties down 95 South RI,
they managed to wriggle free

the chickens did, got loose 
from the burlap sack

the chickens did, flapping anarchy, 
and mayhem, and bad policy about

the Aught-Deux’s upscale cabin,
the mad bastard capons pocking 

fine leatherette and Boze while
Bad Chicken Farmer Joe flailed away,
 
fowl and feathers, feathers and fowl
flailing, clawing, at the faux cherry

wheel, finally rip-cording his failed way
down exit 8A for Quonset Point, 

where, at the light, the cross-walkers froze

glaciating, mightily at the cockerel mayhem
unraveling inside a popular Midclass Sedan.

Four Friends In An Upscale Shop

How much is this duvet? Elise asked.
I found a tag that said two hundred and seventeen dollars and ninety-five cents.
Not bad, she said.
Is she nuts?
Another tag was attached to that tag. It said $895.95.
What is that for? She asked me. “The rest of the duvet?”
This is a really upscale store. Not sure why we working girls are in it.
Maybe because three of us “girls” are retired?
I began to point out the crappiest stuff. 
Saying nice things like “I wouldn’t pay nineteen cents for that in a thrift store.”
Guess how much this ugly thing is? Elise asked me. We were howling now.
Sales help was following us around “offering to help us.” Ha!
The chair I liked the best was seventeen hundred on sale from twenty-four hundred.
Is that dollars or cents? I asked the sales lady. She tried to smile but couldn’t.
Rita was rubbing a chair’s material. There was a price tag on it and another on the seat.
What do you think the $200 price tag is for? She asked.
“That’s what it costs to rub the material,” I told her. “Cough up.”
Our friend Susan was keeping out of our way, pretending she did not know us.

Mindset

I grew up middle class, so I
Was far from being poor
And maybe that is why I never
Yearned for having more.

That mindset is the reason
I can blame or I can thank
For how I spend, no matter
How much I have in the bank.

An upscale store or restaurant
Just makes me feel uptight.
I’d rather spend much less
On every item, every bite.

Our habits may be set for life
Though circumstances change,
Which some may understand
And many others might find strange.

Adventure In An Upscale Wig Shoppe

Pierre's upscale wig shoppe sells fine toupees
Gus said, "This one I want to buy today."
   Gus was ready to spit
   'Cos his wig didn't fit
Pierre smiled ~ "First get a haircut, OK?"

A Secret Door

I own an upscale Jewelry store
Exquisite gems on the third floor
But on the fourth, I did explore
A secret door        A secret door

Once, I turned the key in the lock
I opened it, without a knock
There was a wall of cinder block
It was a shock       It was a shock

No one has guessed my nom de plume
so when a client starts to fume
I take my leave and quickly zoom 
To the back room     To the back room

For fast escapes from my affairs
or when my makeup needs repairs 
I rise a flight, by way of stairs 
I leap in pairs      I leap in pairs

What good's a door that goes nowhere?
Don't ask if you really don't care.
Only I know what's hidden there
I will not share      I will not share



*A Monotetra

Meeting Grace House

She had played down her house, had never mentioned its glory.
We were amazed when we saw it, knowing it would be quite a story.
It was not a mere house, but an Arizona hacienda on an estate.
We had to press a button to enter, at the upscale security gate.

Had my friend changed? Would she be prissy or snooty today?
With dread in my heart, I followed the well sculptured walkway 
The crepe myrtles were in bloom, I noted them and the white deck.
Gorgeous cow tongue’s prickly pear plant….I was straining my neck.

The wide tile walkway stated wealth, elegance for sure for my friend.
Who would I find at this gorgeous hacienda at this journey’s end?
She opened the door and ran toward me, throwing me into an embrace.
She hugged me like no other. Yes, this was still my friend Grace.

Your house is gorgeous I told her, and this of course was no lie.
Come and see it inside, she said. Then you’ll know why you’re here, Sly.
The inside needed a bit of work, I have to admit. But it was so much fun!
Because we did it together, my friend and I. Together we are still number one!

Lone Mango

Lone Mango 
_____________

Daily I see
lone green mango
from my window.

Alone it grew
sans cluster 
from bud to Mango.

Being alone
can also be fruitful
if one chooses to grow.

Home Quarantine
is an opportunity
to upscale vertically.

Amidst Corona pandemic
2 days 2 actors gone 
for reasons, non-Corona.

Each minute is last
Do it before you go
Expand, spiritually Grow.
_________________________

© Hitendra Mehta

First Night of Chanukah

We went downtown for a movie
Near an upscale place for food
Filled with kiosks, booths and dining
For whatever suits your mood.

I tried ice cream made with squid ink – 
Smooth but black as darkest night,
Also cold-brew coffee flavor
On a cone, a pure delight.

But attracted by some singing,
We walked by to check it out.
When we saw a huge menorah,
We knew what it was about.

For tonight we light a candle,
After sunset, for the start
Of a holiday called Chanukah,
Which sets the Jews apart.

But New York’s the home to many,
Lots of whom were gathered ‘round
To join in the candle-lighting
And the songs which did resound.

It felt good to be a witness
To a most amazing thing – 
Total strangers linked together
And the joy that it can bring.

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