a bleak day but not so grey a young violinist earns her pay a multitude of races in their sway amongst the market lanes today paw paws yellow paw paws red greens abundant from garden bed bananas long and very thin flowers in bloom are no sin avocadoes ripe and very soft fishy smells entice a lot herbs flourish and vege's shine colours of the world all in a line a cake stall here and books abound everybody within their stall sound saturday morn a welcoming sight all walks of people in the same light .....
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
marketplace the hive of activity culture colour and survival........
Comments (2)
its just opposite my workplace
Regards Nu