Trolley unjolly

I paid my pound, had faith.

I tried to steer, it steered 

itself and somehow won - 

its wheels resisting 

every turn of mine.

I reached for avocadoes.

It veered towards the grapes.

Loganberries tipped - escaped,

cascading through the bottom

of its heartless bars.

It winged another trolley -

wheels locked and tempers 

tensed, then calmed,

but it ruined my tomatoes

and crushed his rhubarb.

And another thing -

the damn thing squeaked!

Reviews

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

Your poem is a humorous and relatable take on the frustrations of navigating a shopping cart through a crowded supermarket. I love the way you describe the cart as having a mind of its own, "steering itself" and resisting your attempts to control it. This is a feeling that I think many people can relate to, as we've all had those moments where we feel like we're fighting against a stubborn cart that just won't go where we want it to. The image of the avocados and grapes is particularly funny, as is the description of the loganberries "cascading through the bottom of its heartless bars." The way you describe the other shoppers' reactions to the cart's antics is also very relatable, as we've all been in situations where tempers flare over a stray cart or a misplaced item. Overall, I think this poem is a lighthearted and entertaining take on a very relatable experience, and it made me smile as I read it.

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

funny, great write! ----maynard

[Gee]

Can do relate to this as many, anymore folk will.
A fun piece well written.
Hope you're not a foxes fan, dismal season the one just passed !

[jacob erin-cilberto]

we used go to the local Sav-Mart in dead of winter to the icy parking lot and reach out of the car window, grab the shopping carts and let them go to slide across the ice, then the car would fishtail...
Oh how much fun we had in those days...thank you for this poem and the flashback.

[Chris Shaw]

So relatable. Those damn trollies. Wheels never go forward do they? Supermarket Crash:) A fun piece.

Chris

[Cherrie Palmer]

Aw the dreaded cart. I think they do that on purpose so we can't pass anything by.

[willweb]

That was fun. Over here in the states they are called "shopping carts" and it seems I always manage to find the one with the bad wheel that has a mind and direction of its own. Yes, this was fun to read and fun to find out...I am not the only one this happens to. : )