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A Distressed Shopkeeper's Lament at a Shopping Mall
by John Howard Reid

Saturday, April 25, 2009
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Occasionally I try my hand at a little nonsense verse. This poem forms part of my contribution to "Across the Long Bridge", an anthology of 120 winning and commended entries from two of America's most important annual poetry competitions, plus 13 (paperback) or 14 (hardcover) poems by the judges, Professor D.C. Konrad and myself.


A Distressed Shopkeeper's Lament  at a Shopping Mall

 by John Howard Reid

I flitter, flitter, flitter with my watering can,

I dance a pixie’s pirouette on the boss’s plan,

I prognosticate and meditate like a caliph’s seer,

I sprinkle iodine and pepper in the salesmen’s beer.


A man of many dreams am I, robot rich,

A noun without a pronoun, a base ball in a ditch,

A toppy-teller of pigtails, millet broom without a stitch,

A numismatist who misremembers—Which centavo is which?


Heaven knows who’ll help me! I need a Toad in my dish.

I want to wiggle these elbows, put dimples in my clothes,

Have feasts on ice floes, count twenty-seven on my toes,

Pop-pop coddled poppies, grant all golliwogs their wish. 

Must there be a reason to sing and prance?

Is it not enough that tenants practice dance?

If there has to be a reason my teeth shine white,

Can it be my mouth will see to eat lentils at night?


Pity me, partners, mad as a hatter,

A milliner with naught to mill,

Psychiatrist with psyche still,

A sycophant lost his sickle.

But what does it matter? 


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Reviewed by Rojob Khan 6/30/2009
I liked your work. check mine too.
Reviewed by Stan Law (aka Stanislaw Kapuscinski) 4/25/2009
Methinks, there is reason in your madness.
Nice rhythm.


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