Gogo's Gone Shopping

It was such a fine day

For her this whole day

To go out and about to play

It was Gogo’s shopping day

 

It was a long and thought out plan

On which our Gogo ran

To mend her heart back from all it’s lost parts

To the wind she did go

An amazing plan both high and low

Her raven (is that true?) hair shined in the sun

Her adventurous mystery tour had begun

 

Ahh, but you don’t know our Gogo

Like we know our Gogo

Think of an image and then splice it twice

Is she of the orient or something more similar times thrice?

 

She changes she moves

Fits in and out of all grooves

When the plan came to mind

And her spirit was full throttle into a new grind

 

So much to do, so much to see

Be it clothes, be it food, be it lingerie or bamboo trees

Cuban cigars to purse her lips

Another lid for her head for tricks or kicks

Some sandy colored rug to dawn on to her loft

To start with a mere dozen of shoes first on then off

 

It was just a lovely day

It was such a perfect day

It was the only day

Here, there, anyway

 

Gogo’s gone shopping

To a place oh so lofty

A stellar high rise

Of all shopping made surprise

In through the out door

Up all the way to the top floor

On every escalator

A cappuccino time for the better, the latter or up the very next ladder

 

Why did Gogo go shopping?

It was just the right time

To go out and go wandering

Amongst the shops and crowds and folks of like mind

 

There were pretzels and blouses

And yard rakes to use

Ice melt for the change of seasons

Greeting cards to get for friends that may be blue

Cheese puffs and marshmallows

A brilliant tiara, perhaps maybe two

 

Music to play on disc like the old days

But wait! There’s more…

Gogo needs a fine diary book

To catalogue her travels and her chores

 

Up then down the escalator twice

A boutique then a shop

Where they make only cheese

Some folks go there a lot

 

Another smart suit today?

Much like her school girl outfit

And the colors, the choices and the wonders of will

What’s a girl to do with only just one pick

 

Gogo just didn’t know

If one day of stalking the mall would do

So many choices, so many sites

Never mind the sales, nor the credit card blues

 

There were things to see

Things to buy

Icy drinks to get

So many choices to try

 

A wellspring of commerce

A myriad of choice, per say

A Gogo’s a plenty

And the girl also wanted a new purse

 

A time to play

A time to buy

A need to explore

It’s commerce, so why ask why?

 

Reviews

[kimmy]

Very nicely written, one out there shopping spree..lol..You have turned something that one does into a great poem. I like to shop but but not often as it takes to long for me and the store are always packed..lol..But I do go once I a while as I know I have to..
Thank you for sharing this wonderful piece of shopping with us :)

[gombeggar]

welcome...glad u enjoyed it :)

[Felicity's Eve]

Reminds me of my mom. Lol ^^

Great poem! :)

[gombeggar]

thanks again!

[Felicity's Eve]

:)

[lee von cleef]

Not today but down the road around a dusty curve,you will pull up to the trunk in a crooked cabins loft,your sail boat tied with the appaloosa ,to the red wood deck, the poems raspy call traps your gnarly nubs,and squinting you will roar for a world to shop in.

[gombeggar]

hmm...interesting notion...maybe even true...but not today, lee

[lee von cleef]

No not today.....A rock candy mountain...

[Rhianne Ney]

I love the way a simple shopping is written as a poem... I can see how a girl do this but I'm quite different because if I'll shop I'll only go for books ^^

[gombeggar]

i approve...there is much more to shopping for books in my estimation, but it's all wut u like in the end

[Rhianne Ney]

Yeah, I'm not so girly girl after all

[gombeggar]

didn't say u were, but didn't say there's anything wrong with being femine either...look always for balance

[Rhianne Ney]

^-^

[Pax]

fascinating indeed... a puzzling shopping frinzy...
Very well written!!!

[gombeggar]

thanks very much

[quinfinn]

it is a fascinating thing to me, a woman's need to shop...to go "on a razzle" as me dear ole' Mum used to say. this poem both glorifies and critiques that impulse, i think. it is well thought out and smartly written.

[gombeggar]

thank you much...glad u enjoyed it

[quinfinn]

welcome...my pleasure