finding poems in bazaars


Farmers markets

Formula shopping
taking a break
to touch, feel, talk
bountiful sights
encourage a break
stir up sensibilities

Farmers markets
baskets with strawberry
luscious and anticipative
the onion skins itself
on the cobbled walkway
pleasingly purple and crisp
fried potato’s lean into
the air,a concoction
of self-indulgent treats
pancake stalls make concessions
to pointless chatter, families
tugging at heart-strings
relishing the bubbling maple

Farmers markets

in tryst with life
clutching to the earth
yielding yet to it

ready to serve at the altar
of homes, fragrance, color, texture

to become stories


Garage sales
luck and love on shelves
discovery and dramatics
rehearsed negotiation
observation of flaws
each piece an attestation
to letting go, each selection
a proof of usefulness
things, offer an ever evolving
attachment paradigm


Garage sales

the baby crib was
not a need, after
the miscarriage
the picnic basket
rattled with laughter
from memorable trips
the painting packed
because their home
was on short sale
the jacket , a swag
from marathon events, monogrammed
before he took to
the wheelchair
the baking set served
kitchen tables with love
the brooch pinned fur collars
now sat next to a boxed watch
wondering if someone would pause
the golf clubs erect with pride
having served many practice holes
the silverware collection
still flawless as it reflected
curious finger marks
the wedding veil
carefully beaded with a fringe
a small tear, that corner
where the father of the bride
had clumsily stepped upon

Garage sales

treasures, tears and thoughts
fragile in hope
quivering in readiness
to move on

retrace steps, redesign lives
and offering themselves

to not be things

Published by Kashiana

I am a management professional by job classification and a work practitioner by personal preference. One poetry collection - Shelling Peanuts and Stringing Words and a chapbook, Crushed Anthills. Always gathering poems, and letting them marinate and change shape and form.

One thought on “finding poems in bazaars

  1. By small measures life may perfect be –
    the farmers markets and Garrage sales vis a vis the big malls and huge towers -convey abudantly how the sensitive soul of a poet get touched by these,Small but intimate market places
    Well done


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