I rode a shopping trolley

I rode a shopping trolley

To home from down the street

I rode that shopping trolley

I pushed it with my feet.

Laden with no groceries

Just old lettuce leaf and soil,

I pushed that shopping trolley so

My speed was on the boil.

The wobbly wheels, wobbled and spun

So faster and faster I’d travel

O’er paths and cobblestones

‘Til the plan it did unravel.

Through the intersection give-way sign

I flew with a comet’s speed

Then I knew, with some concern

That breaks, this trolley did need.

Too fast was I now, too far gone,

By-standers saw only a blur

And all that I did to slow it down

Velocity did deter.

Down hill I sped past driveways

Travelling the speed of light

Past doorstops and letterboxes

Past sunset, into the night

And on for some many miles

Maybe to the world’s last edge

If it wasn’t for a badly parked Datsun

And a very badly cut hedge.

The trolley and the Datsun

Came together in vehicular embrace

And I fell across in that garden hedge

And landed on my face.

Grant Fenton: Adelaide 1999
Copyright © 2017 Grant Fenton – All Rights Reserved




Image source: John Skrep



10 thoughts on “I rode a shopping trolley

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  1. Bahahaha!
    Oh brilliant!
    Still giggling!
    What amazing images you plonked into my head and then shoved a load of humour in there too! 😂


    1. Thanks heaps. You won’t believe it but i was at an Open Mic Poetry night in Adelaide back in the late 90s and no one was getting up on stage. I grabbed a pen and a napkin and penned this silly verse. I won a $20 drink card.


      1. Me too. I get advice from people sometimes not to rhyme too much, but I don’t like to follow rules. I love the fun of a rhyme and the music in a set of text.
        I’m also into cheeky John Lennon style secrets in my poems, like Decima. It’s a poem inspired by the Spanish poetry form. I’ve used 10 lines, 10 syllables each and made a poem about the concept of something being so lovely that its a “10”. Lots of fun and one for the scholars to ponder over in 100 years (yeah right).


      2. Nice! I adore rhyme and rhythm in poetry. It clicks all the right gears into place in my brain for me.
        I like this decima…I’m looking into it.

        Of course , your poems will be gracing the pages of dusty tomes, being pored over by literary geniuses going, “What is this trolley of which he speaks? It sounds divine! ”


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