That Last Time
That was the last time
you saw her alive
going into a store
with some guy
you assumed
was her husband
and she looked over at you
as you sat opposite the store
and smiled her smile
like she used to
way back in 62
when it was just
she and you
sitting by the pond
or walking through
the small wood
talking as you used to
with youth on your side
and love hanging on
a chain about your neck
and that was back then
that day you were just
an observer outside
a store watching her
walk by with some other
not knowing Mr Death
was trailing her
even then
that cancer
maybe even as she walked
touching her
with its oily finger
oh how men love and lose
but the great memory
of her will hold
and ever linger.
poem by Terry Collett
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
So Extraordinary.
So extraordinary
that each time you saw her
it was like the first time
as if you had been new born
to the vision of her
even that last time
when she went across your view
with her husband
to the grocery store
and looking over at you
she smiled that smile of hers
and her eyes had that same sparkle
and even though
you had not seen her
in a few years
and didn't know
her husband from Adam
you still felt seeing her
as if you had seen
a Degas painting
for the first time
or heard Beethoven
touching your ears
at a young age
or smelling your first Chanel
on some dame
but as she went by
into the store
and disappeared from view
you wanted to turn back the clock
to that evening
walking home from choir
and she turned
and kissed you
beneath the moon
and held you close
and happily sighed
but time was fixed
in its rut
for having seen her
that last time
she died.
poem by Terry Collett
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Grandma
Grandma wish you were here
the walks and the talks and playing with chalk
make me miss you most
sitting around the table playing cards
watching you dance the cards around
listening to the stories of old
boy, do i remember them well
it's been years since you gone to a better place
I miss you so
trips to the store, we enjoyed
Miller's Store small, but busy
tell me about the candies we will buy
butterscotch was our favorite
Grandma, I miss you so
thanks for sharing your stories
being my friend, giving me time
I will always have you in my dreams
walking to the store, dancing cards
love you so, missing you most
Grandma's gone, but her soul is here
poem by Michael Peterson
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Dime Store Lover
Pulled into town just to check out the sites
Chantilly lace was head to toe in these tights
I smell that perfume now here she come again
I cant believe this chick and a check out that grin
The way that you come yeah the way that you drool
Dont give me no nevermind I aint yesterdays fool
You buzzin round my hive some and reek of self conceit
Rubbin up and down my leg like a dog in heat
Youre a dime store lover
A dime store lover
Just a back page cover
Yeah a dime store lover....
Now some object when I throw down my cool
But Im judge and jury so uh... objection overuled
She did her best just to put on the charm
She said I dare you, I said twist my arm
Donnez-moi un break honey then I paid the cheque
To some psycho chick whos talkin out the side of her neck
I...i...i tipped my hat, she winked her scandle eyes
And cracked a smile - I was mofo suprised
Shes a dime store lover
A dime store lover
Yea a back seat shover
Just a dime store lover....
We was rollin round and round and round
Chantilly took my breath away
Yeah when push came to shove
She gave me all the love
That she was savin for a rainy day
We was rollin round and round and round
Chantilly was my cream brule
I was ooh and ahh, she was ooh la' la'
Un do me baby....
We did the wild thing, it was good stuff cheap
She made some promises she couldnt keep
I think Im fallin for this dime store lover
Cant help it yeah I just got to have it
Youre a dime store lover
A dime store lover
Just a back page cover
Yeah a dime store lover....
song performed by by Aerosmith
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Walk By
ock and roll!
she walked down to the store at 8
the devil walks with her and he thinks shes great
when he looked at me i dont know wat i saw
i think hes trying to make me his son in law
when she walked by
walked by
walked by
she walked on by
walked by
walked by
walked by
she walked on by
egos fly and she walks by
she caught my eye on october ninth
thats 22 days before halloween
how did i know shed be my evil queen
when she walked by
walked by
walked by
she walked on by
walked by
walked by
walked by
she walked on by
my mother warned me against girls like you
she said stay away from them son you know they arent true
all there gonna do is put you under their spell
and when your going down your going straight to hell
walk by
walk by
walk by
im gonna walk on by
walk by
walk by
walk by
im gonna walk on by
walk on by
walk on by
walk on by
walk on by
song performed by by Good Charlotte from Good Charlotte
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Storeroom
I love you, without caring whom you love.
My hands below the belt, or my hands above
in the arms of other men,
or in my bed again.
It's just a man,
Taking what he needs,
From the store room,
Store room, store room.
I love to see you sitting there upon your throne,
your preachers all around you
being bored, and your prophet straight and tall.
And yet they'll undermine it all.
Just a man, just a man,
taking what he needs,
from the store room,
store room, store room.
Yeah, Shakespeare said it all, then he said no more
and he left me feeling just like a two bit whore.
Well the silence broke my heart, but yes
I spread my legs apart.
It's just a man ...
?????
?????
The hermit in the Wild,
the parent in the child.
Just a man ...
Oh my love, let us unpin you,
???? you done, bringing more:
the mother and the father, the daughter and the son.
But should one refuse to come, it does not subtract the sum
It's just a man ...
It's not a (due?) of burning pounds that ruins your mind
like a spoon that you turn and you turn and you don't unwind,
Though these wars that you did not stop,
they don't tear your sleep apart.
It's just a man ...
???? that keeps you up,
What a (moon?) coming like a headlight through the window
Not the thumbnail of a screen, (?)
No best way to dream (?)
It's just a man ...
Now the woman by your side is she awake?
But there's nothing you want to give her,
and there's nothing that you really want to take.
You don't even try to prove that the noisy neighbor's making love. (?)
It's just a man ...
I love you without caring whom you love ...
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
More
(del gray/thom mchugh)
If anybody had told me that anybodyd have a hold on me
Id say they were out of their mind
But speakin of crazy, Im findin lately
All I want, all I need, all the time is
More of your sweet love
Too much just aint enough
I never needed a fix like this before
Too strong to resist
I dont know when to quit
Like a kid in a candy store
You keep me comin back for more
I cant explain it; Im more than infatuated
You got me good, I got it bad
Theres no doubt about it; I cant live without it
What you got I just gotta have
So gimme
More of your sweet love
Too much just aint enough
I never needed a fix like this before
Too strong to resist
I dont know when to quit
Like a kid in a candy store
You keep me comin back for more
Too strong to resist
I dont know when to quit
Like a kid in a candy store
You keep me comin back for more
You keep me comin back for more
You keep me comin back for more
song performed by by Trace Adkins
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
More
(del gray/thom mchugh)
If anybody had told me that anybodyd have a hold on me
Id say they were out of their mind
But speakin of crazy, Im findin lately
All I want, all I need, all the time is
More of your sweet love
Too much just aint enough
I never needed a fix like this before
Too strong to resist
I dont know when to quit
Like a kid in a candy store
You keep me comin back for more
I cant explain it; Im more than infatuated
You got me good, I got it bad
Theres no doubt about it; I cant live without it
What you got I just gotta have
So gimme
More of your sweet love
Too much just aint enough
I never needed a fix like this before
Too strong to resist
I dont know when to quit
Like a kid in a candy store
You keep me comin back for more
Too strong to resist
I dont know when to quit
Like a kid in a candy store
You keep me comin back for more
You keep me comin back for more
You keep me comin back for more
song performed by by Trace Adkins
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
The grocery store
I drove my old blue
Honda CB900F motorbike to town,
took a small backpack along,
as I had to buy some Whiskas cat food,
the ginger coloured Persian likes
the blue marked kind that contains fish.
The small backpack had nothing in it,
was flat on my back,
the store had just opened
and I was in a hurry
to get to the Internet café
before the better computers were taken
by other customers
which would cause me to crawl along
on an old 486 dilapidated model.
In my right hand I carried
my blue Lafê crash helmet
and I was dressed
in a t-shirt and jeans
walked down five rows of shelves
finding nothing else interesting,
saw that the price of a one kilogram packet
of Whiskas had hiked by ten rands,
did not even touch anything in that store
and decided to walk right out,
as the price at the Checkers store
might be lower.
At the exit there were six armed security men
who were talking to each other
with boredom written over their faces
when a sharp alarm went off,
in fractions of seconds they surrounded me,
ripping my backpack from my back
retaining me with hands on my arms
while one searched my body
right there and could find nothing.
One said that it was illegal
to walk into the store
carrying a backpack
and I asked what about
ladies carrying
handbags full of their belongings?
My backpack was empty,
they even took my crash helmet,
to look if something was in the inside
but could find nothing,
force-marched me through the exit
and the alarm went off again.
Their attitudes were somewhat hostile,
but when another customer
left that store, not by a till,
but by that exit
that alarm went off again
and then they realized
that they had a problem
with their security system
and not with me.
I received no apology,
had a crowd of other people looking on
while they treated me with indignity.
poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Candy, Candy, Candy!
You’ve heard the expression many times
About a kid in the candy store
But there’s a place I’ll tell you about
That has every kind of candy and more
The containers of candy go way back
To retro styles of such fun
Candy from your childhood too
You’ll no doubt find every single one
A soda fountain graces the store
Oh my, sure takes me back
Way back when I was a teenager
Yes sir, that’s simply a fact
Cherry red stools to sit upon
As you smile and make your choice
Of delicious enticing concoctions
You just plain want to rejoice
So maybe someday you can be
As lucky as we were to see
A store that’s filled with delicious
Candy, candy, candy!
poem by Marilyn Lott
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I went to the store and bought lady fingers, when I got home I noticed one of the fingers was missing so I went back to the store and the manager was nice enough to give me the finger.
quote by Jay London
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
The Enchanted Wood (Part 4)
All eyes turned towards the back
as the bride made her entrance.
Six small bluebirds held
up her long flowing train
as she moved down the centre isle
towards her husband to be.
Standing side by side,
they took their weddings vows
and when they were pronounced,
man and wife a great cheer rang out
that could be heard across the land.
They rode back through the throngs
of well-wishers who lined the route.
Everywhere everyone was smiling
for the happy couple.
It was a joyous occasion
celebrated by everyone
and all the creatures everywhere.
Arriving back at the castle
an old man with a long white beard
waited there to greet them.
He smiled as they moved towards him.
He first kissed the Princess
and whispered a few words in her ear
and she left them as the old man
took her husband to one side.
Putting his arm around his shoulders
lead him to a quiet area
where they both could talk.
“Do you want to go back? ” The old man asked.
“No sir, I do not.
The old man nodded.
“Then you shall stay here forever
with the happiness you have found.”
“But I am cursed, sir.”
The old man smiled and shook his head.
“You were never cursed.
You came here because you were lonely.
Only sad and lonely people
ever enter the enchanted wood.”
“But I don’t understand.”
Only love prevents the others entering
and you had none, but a lot to give.”
“You now have all your wishes
and all your dreams here.
For the first time in your life,
you have friends, someone to love,
and a world as big as you want it
to roam and explore.
Now go to your wife and enjoy your life
the way you always wanted it.”
The old man smiled and then vanished.
He went to his wife
and gathered her in his arms.
They walked to the top of the castle.
Standing together, they looked out
across the enchanted wood and the land beyond it.
Like the curse said
he never went back,
nor did he want to.
He now lives happily in the world
of his wishes and dreams
with his Princess and his friends.
One day in your dreams,
you might catch a glimpse
of him with his Princess
happy together forever.
The End
poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Walking The Dog
It was Russ’s leaving day
and we waited for him to arrive.
Len suggested that Russ
was probably walking the dog.
Sandra was using Big Brother
trying to locate him on the internet,
but could only get a picture up of him
of when he was young and looked like Tony Blair.
Len again suggested that Russ
was probably walking the dog.
Terry was touching up
his three steps to heaven
that Russ could practice on
to get back his Arnie Sweatyknicker physic.
David was bagging up the off cuts of wood
in a black dustbin bag
and still the Popemobile had not arrived.
Sarah dropped in to say hello and goodbye
to the leaving soul and was surprised
that Russ had not arrived.
Len again said he suspected Russ
was out walking the dog.
Then they heard it arrive, the white Popemobile.
Everyone looked out the window
and saw Russ’s upper torso sticking up through the roof
as he was practicing the Queen’s wave to everyone.
Further surprises were in store
when the Popemobile parked
and his dog opened the driver’s door.
The dog was driving and had taken Russ for a ride.
No one could understand the smoke stack
that curled out the back window
until Russ explained it was the new heating system,
a wood burning stove on the back seat.
What happened to the central heating? Terry asked.
The dog did not like it and threw it out as he drove.
He felt better with a bit of wood to chew as he drove.
Now he had arrived
and before he could do anything
he just had one job to do
and that was,
WALK THE DOG.
poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
We Cannot Go Back
You can never go back
to something you once had.
You may want to return,
but you cannot anymore.
The times you want back
are gone for evermore,
and only lie within your memory store.
All of us would like
to turn the clock back
every once and a while.
Grasp hold of something
locked in our previous years.
However, we cannot go back
no matter how much
we would dearly love to.
We can only go forward
find new things to do
and new memories make.
12 November 2009
poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
What's The World Got In Store
Close your eyes and go to sleep, baby
Take your head off your feet, honey
Cause you've been working hard and I know you're tired
You been tryin' hard not to think I'm a liar
What's the world got in store
What's the world got in store for you
What's the world got in store for you now
Come on baby somehow, I need you
Do I have to show you how, baby
I'm not trying to knock you out, or was it about
I just now you need your rest I can't say what's best for you
You been workin' hard and I know you're tired
I've been tryin' hard not to feel like a liar
What's the world got in store
What's the world got in store for you
What's the world got in store for you now
What's the world got in store
What's the world got in store for you
What's the world got in store for you now
song performed by by Wilco
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Rachel and You and The Day Trip
It was a day trip out
to some seaside place
arranged by the Gospel church
for kids whose parents
were poor
and having got on the coach
you sat in a seat
by the window
and waved at your mother
standing on the pavement
along Rockingham Street
and she waved back
then this girl sat beside you
who you didn't know
and she smiled and said
all right if I sit here?
sure
you said
and looked back out
at your mother
and waved again
and she waved back
and you thought
who is this girl?
and why is she
sitting next to me?
and she looked at out
the window
and waved to her mother
who started talking
to your mother
and they both waved back
to you and the girl
and you said
do you want to sit
by the window?
and she said
ok yes that'd be nice
and so she got out
and you got out
then she got in
and sat
by the window
and you sat
down beside her
and then the coach
started up
and drove off
and you both waved
at your mothers
until they were out of sight
and the girl turned
and said
I'm Rachel
this is my first time
to the seaside
and you said
you can walk around
with me if you want to
and she said
that'd be good
I don't know
anyone else here
and so she did
all day
walked around with you
along the beach
and on the sands
making sandcastles
and in the cafe
where they took you all
for a meal
of fish and chips
and she talked
and talked
and smiled
and laughed
and once she took
hold of your hand
and it seemed
for a while
that she was happy
at least it seemed so
by the width of her smile.
poem by Terry Collett
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Her Hand in Mine
She was a television star
And famed across the land.
Her beauty made me shout, 'Hoorah! ',
As most would understand.
I recognised her standing there,
Within that High Street store,
As if the answer to my prayer,
My dream girl, that's for sure...
Why she worked there, I couldn't say,
Perhaps her fortune changed...
Yet she looked happy in a way,
As she, some clothes arranged...
When I approached, confessing love,
At first, she merely smiled,
As if as gentle as a dove,
With me, her slave, beguiled...
'Please walk with me...' and she agreed.
We left there side-by-side,
Then suddenly I felt the need
That true love cannot hide...
'I want to hold your hand! ' I said,
To my new Valentine.
As if all shyness from her fled,
She raised her hand to mine.
It felt so warm, her arm did, too,
That's why I stroked her skin
And while it felt so strange to do,
She stood there with a grin...
It was as if she realised,
True love cannot conceal
Emotions if so highly prized,
So precious, new and real...
And so we walked, as if alone,
Nobody else in sight,
No longer walking on our own,
While love was at its height.
Of course, I woke, as morning came,
My dream girl to depart...
Yet I will never be the same,
Nor will my thankful heart...
(May 2011)
poem by Denis Martindale
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Everybody Come Aboard
(words & music by giant - baum - kaye)
Everybody come aboard the showboat tonight
Were gonna dance till the morning light
Well have fun the whole night long
Therell be jokes and songs
Forget your troubles, forget your strife
Youll have the best time of your life
Hey everyone lets go, on with the show
Everybodys gonna gamble on the showboat tonight
The big casinos lit up bright
How can you lose just wear a grin youll be sure to win
Lady lucks waiting there inside
The wheel of fortunes about to ride
Hey everyone lets go on with the show
Way down by the lobby, the boats at the bank
Bring money to spend your welcome my friend
Just walk up the plank
Everybody come aboard the showboat tonight
Look around at the happy sight
Well guarantee that youll have a ball
Come on one and all
Well what a great night youve got in store
Youll wanna keep coming back for more
Hey everyone lets go on with the show
Well what a great night youve got in store
Youll wanna keep coming back for more
Hey everyone lets go on with the show
What a great night youve got in store
Youre gonna keep coming back for more
Hey everyone lets go on with the show
song performed by by Elvis Presley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Home Away From Home
I walk down the small path
bordered either side by bluebells.
As I walk down the path
which I have done hundreds of times before.
There is a stirring in the trees,
which prompts my memories,
of faces that have come and gone
over the passing years.
Also comes back the laughter
that never seems to subside
and all the jokes
we’ve played on one another.
I smiled as I stopped for a moment
to look around at everything there.
It seems like only yesterday
that I came along here,
but in reality, the years have flown by.
Some faces I remember
will never be coming back to visit,
while the others I might see someday.
Even when the sad day comes
when I can’t come anymore.
I will leave with many photographs
in my memory store.
A few more steps I take
and the town comes into view
along with friendly faces
on the boardwalks there.
There are a few whose names I forget,
but the faces I know so well
in this little town
I call my home away from home.
15 February 2008
poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
AUG 13-09***For the Thousands That Have Destroyed It
It took only one
To restore
My faith in man
Here's what it took
I was low on printer paper
So I went to an office supply store
Just got out of my Jeep
When a dirty 20 somehting
Asks can help him and his old lady
I don't see an old lady
But he unfolds an old cardboard sign
That says so
I've got a couple of bucks
Of loose change
In my pocket
I dig it out
Hand it to him
He's profusely grateful
Just then a toothless old guy
Rolls oujt of the store
Asks the youngster for a smoke
As I walk away I hear
'Don't have a smoke,
but I will share with you
What I just got.'
I go in the store
As they share my two bucks
By the time I turn to go back
To give them more
They're gone
poem by Tom J. Mariani
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Bargain Store
My life is likened to a bargain store and I may have just what you're looking for
If you don't mind the fact that all the marchandise is used
With a little mending it could be as good as new
Why you take for instance this old broken heart
If you will just replace the missing part
You would be surprised to find how good it really is
Take it and you never wil be sorry that you did
The bargain store is open come inside you can easily afford the price
Love is all you need to purchase all the marchandise
And I can guarantee you'll be completely satisfied
[ guitar ]
Take these old used mem'ries from the past
And these broken dreams and plans that didn't last
I'll trade them for the future I can't use them anymore
I've wasted love but I still have some more
The bargain store is open...
My life is likened to a bargain store...
The bargain store is open come inside the bargain store is open come inside
song performed by by Dolly Parton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!