Best Shopping Poems

It's always Aldi on a Sunday afternoon.  You're always waiting with your shopping bags in hand, slowly trudging along with your walking stick.  It takes you ten minutes to get into the car.  You never let me help and say "I'll manage...

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"Shopping List"

Sister Kathy's going shopping and she's asked me for my list,
Needing LOTS of help, so I could not her, resist...

I have a Shopping List not too very long,
But the items listed must be sadly wrong.
My list was made awhile ago, still incomplete,
For it seems...

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It wasn't his first choice
To put all his stuff 
In the shopping cart
he found 
behind the Walmart 
He didn't even care 
about the wonky wheel
Somehow 
It gave it the perfect feel
He was never one of the ones
to go in a straight line
So he liked it...

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It’s all of three feet long, in order it is not,
And then there’s all the other stuff she’s probably forgot,
The first thing on the list, it simply just says, ‘beans’,
Is that broad beans, baked beans, whatever does she mean?

Next is the marmalade, there’s a hundred...

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Shopping day arrives and the shopper 
has in mind
A delicacy called veal she knows she 
will find 
It's in a nicely wrapped pack its contents 
pink
She'll cook it just right with some wine 
to drink
But there's a sad story behind that Plastic 
pack
A baby's calf's...

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'Twas the night before Christmas and I still had gifts to buy.
I procrastinated getting it done; a terrible fault I can't deny.
As I juggled bags of presents that cost far too much money,
A sidewalk Santa winked and said, "How ya doin' Honey?"

I scowled at the...

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Online shopping, now the norm
from the comfort of your home,
with scroll of wheel and click of mouse
pages of goods you comb.
Convenient, yes- maybe, but
no matter what they sell,
the thing I miss the most of all
are all those lovely smells.
Our hardware shop- a heady mix
of metals,...

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SHOPPING      TOGETHER

We went   to the wood shop together
To select for the job the right timber - 
Ooh,   - laths,  two-by-ones,  maybe plywood ?
She was unmoved - finished, unfinished, one-side-good ?
Mmmm,  -  beech...

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Faces come at me as stricken
as graveyard moons.

The supermarket hangs heavy,
laden as it is with neon anchors.
The aisles are runways for empty eyes,
a few sections contain searching bodies.
 
She turns to me at the check-out,
she has me tagged;
wine bottles from the mark-down bin
rattle on the...

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Technology taking over
Faster than we know
Smart phones and pretty gadgets
All these androids on the go
Shops are closing faster
Faster than we think 
More jobs gone tomorrow
It’s an online shopping dream
Online shopping dream



Amazon, Ebay and Wal-Mart
Just to name a few
Online shopping for everyone
Is the future scaring you
You’ve...

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My wife went shopping yesterday
Posted missing what do the police say
Her weight color and eyes
Please tell me he cries
I need to know for the missing's display

Hey dude can you help me a little more
I know the more you tell hurts you sore
Was she slim was...

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Two days ago I filled up my fridge ... now it is empty - I was expecting visit of my cousin, her husband and seven hungry children
From fairness, is food the only thing that makes life worth living?
No one has a genetic defect that causes...

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I'm Christmas shopping
Today it is done online
there's no crowds nor lines...

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Town malls are cluttered with Christmas shoppers,
toting packages of last-minute-list-droppers.

Carols echo from high pillared ceiling,
leaving one and all with a charitable feeling.

Door frames draped with assorted Christmas light,
center stands a lit tree, what a glorious sight.

Children align mall walls waiting for Santa Claus,
to listen to...

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“The Marketplace”

Today the marketplace is open.
Ready with crisp linens for handfuls of gold.
Hordes of buyers stomp the asphalt
scurrying by and through to the next.
I have worn my smile.

My hair is wind-born.
smelling of burnt amber and roses.
My dress, summer silk, covers my flesh - 
Tones like...

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