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Mark Wells

Poems
- Am I Dreaming?
- Band of Brothers
- Gangster Land
- Magical Lessons
- Am I Dreaming
- Crimson Ghoul
- Omen Of My Death
- ADRENALIZED M.D.
- Necromancer
- Dreams That Run Wild
- Smiles in the Aisle
- Shipwrecked and alone
- Up over the top
- My Heart has left its dwelling place
- The Drummer
- Reflection
- Binocular Ocular
- Trapped in a Sphere
- Kaleidoscopic
- Canvas Magic
- Nervous Eyes
- Reptilian Smile
- Earth Wind and Fire
- Scar
- Purest Gold
- Alligator Bread
- Effusion on an endless journey
- Effusion on an endless journey part two
- Poets Pantomime
- Always
- Smoke Motes
- It tastes like fear
- Float To You By Moonlight
- Infinite Vibrations
- Breathing Fast
- The Devils Dust
- Heavens Gain
- The Lord Is His Name
- Haiku Poem Three
- Haiku Poem Two
- Haiku Poem One
- Smiles In The Aisles Two
- Ape-Parently Human
- Fluke Of Nature
- New Pleasures Prove
- Love Vapors
- What Went Wrong
- Human Nature (Senyru)
- Human Thoughts (Senyru)
- The Living Image
- Hell Is Calling
- Winter Haikus
- Chimera
- Sirens Crave
- Summer Haiku
- Athena
- Swirling Chasm Pleasure Dome
- From An Ernest Glance
- The Dark Tower
- The Dark Tower Part Two
- Anthem Of The Dead
- Child Of Nature
- Fallen Soldier
- Poets Riddle
- Orchestral Storm
- Death Row
- Vision Of Peace
- Romantic Spell
- Little Red-Eyed Hood
- Snake Eyes
- Jack And The Beanstalk
- The Burner
- Spook Or Spooked
- Shot Down
- Hill Tomb
- The Second Coming
- Natures Haiku
- Pipe Dreams (Senyru-Tanka)
- Countdown (Tanka)
- Abyss
- Son Of Light
- So Simple! (Haiku)
- Awesome Chorus
- Eye Candy
- Perfect Heaven
- Collective (Senyru-Haiku)
- Dusty Night In November
- Here's One In The Eye
- Please Come Back
- Banshees
- Red Rivers
- Conscience Calling
- Feelings
- The Devil Rides
- Brand New Day

Smiles in the Aisle (5 ratings)
         by Mark Wells

Security guards lock the store at closing time,
CCTV flickering-a deterrent to crime.
All is quiet until a disturbance in the aisles,
Peeping lids and frolicking smiles.
It was the herbs birthday party in full swing,
Chervil does kareoke others with Edward the King.
Birthday cake borrowed from aisle eight,
Walkers said they would be here hope there not late.
Bells strike eleven in the alcohol stand,
Tune struck up to the plastic toy band.
Presents arrive for the birthday host,
Champagne glasses clink for a celebratory toast.
A carrot whispering swede nothings in a tomato's ear,
While the Christmas pudding wipes away brandy sauce tear.
"Let the dancing commence" Reggie Veggie announces,
As the music bops, vibrates and bounces.
Cabbages and pineapples tango with profiteroles and nuts,
Cigarettes and cigars shaking their butts.
Mars, Aero and Bounty chatting up Snickers,
A Topic bar wants to get into a Galaxy's knickers.
As the booze gets flowing, inhibitions start going,
The party atmosphere really is showing.
Basil Herb whispers emotionally, "Thanks, Dad!
This is the best Birthday party I've ever had!"
"Just enjoy yourself, Son, you're now getting old,
Shame Mum wasn't hereabout today she was sold"
Suddenly, tempers erupt, Chili's voice loud and shrill,
An argument over dance partners by number four till.
While cling film, plastic cutlery, spreads and sauces play,
Pass the parcel, unwinding after a busy day.
Marge won the game a box of chocolate eggs,
Just then the music stops, dancers rest their weary legs.
Several vegetables visit the loo, desperate for a leek,
What a super party, they've been planning it all week.
Dennis the Danish pastry points out that it's getting light,
This party has now been raging all night.
Dusty the dustpan and Molly the mop,
Join Jerry and the J cloths to clean the shop.
Everyone has really behaved themselves,
As they big goodbye, thank you and return to their shelves.
As the staff open up the store, checking in new stock,
Last night's party animals are in for a shock.
Roughly handled, now labeled "Reduced to clear"
Bruised fruits dented cans of beer.
Damaged packaging on children's' toys,
Now half-price for lucky girls and boys.
But what puzzles the manager most is the Birthday cake,
With half of it missing, seen during stock take.


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