A walk through
the crowded market
flowing bins
greens, reds, pinks
superfluity of fruit
rainbow of nature
Fragrance fills
the air, as berries
hit the floor
women chat
the scene comes alive
prickly pears – mamey
Such richness
starfruit from heaven
sweetness found
in my hands
pomegranates nestled snug
bouquet for my lips
Melons sing
chorus for a pence
papayas
gaze upon
pitaya, red dragon fruit
a beauty – behold
I walk past
the sapodilla
rugged, brown
you catch my
eye, delectable, honeyed
lonely mangoes sigh
the crowded market
flowing bins
greens, reds, pinks
superfluity of fruit
rainbow of nature
Fragrance fills
the air, as berries
hit the floor
women chat
the scene comes alive
prickly pears – mamey
Such richness
starfruit from heaven
sweetness found
in my hands
pomegranates nestled snug
bouquet for my lips
Melons sing
chorus for a pence
papayas
gaze upon
pitaya, red dragon fruit
a beauty – behold
I walk past
the sapodilla
rugged, brown
you catch my
eye, delectable, honeyed
lonely mangoes sigh
This brought back lovely memories of tropical scenes. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteI love the colour and abaundance in this poem.
ReplyDeleteThis suggest a real love affair.
ReplyDeleteenjoyed,
sarah
This makes my senses come alive... I love the sensuality here, too. Very nice!
ReplyDeleteWhat a rich and colorful portrait. Really captures the vibrancy of a farmers' market. Nice!
ReplyDeleteViv, I'm still amazed at the variety of fruit here.I know many are from Asia and now grow seasonally on the coast. The most surprising thing is the cost, fruit is cheap. In the states some of these exotic fruits are expensive.
ReplyDeleteThanks Tilly, I love fruit.
ReplyDeleteSarah, produce markets are a feast for the eyes in this country.
ReplyDeleteLaurie being from the states, it still amazes me to walk into the market. Everything is so colourful.
ReplyDeleteUmmmm...your poem makes my mouth water for such fruits! I love how the melons sing! I think all fruit joins in that chorus!
ReplyDeleteThanks Kelly and it is always fun to go to the market, so much to pick from.
ReplyDeleteRJ, I think you are right. The first time I saw a pitaya, I had to try it. It is one of the most beautiful fruits I have ever seen. It is also quite delicious.
ReplyDeleteWhen I tour children in the museum, I like to ask them to look for art wherever they are and use the example of markets. You have painted a masterpiece!
ReplyDeleteVictoria, how nice of you to say. It is like looking at a painting in many ways.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! One of my favorite things about the southern world - reasonably priced exotic fruit - ah, how wonderful.
ReplyDeleteGod i want to go to a fruit market place in Italy with the cobbled streets and the warm screams of the sells and buyers rushing to get the best fruits.....amazing :) and i dont even like fruits that much and now i wanna go to a fruit market and touch and taste fruits
ReplyDeleteOh-take me to that market!
ReplyDeleteSusan, it has become one of my favourites also.
ReplyDeleteAn avocado is 5-6 pesos approximately 60 cents and unheard of in the states.
mis, Sounds delightful. The markets in Mexico are vibrant and alive. We live around the corner from a small fruit and vegetable stand, that has everything including fresh herbs. I love it.
ReplyDeleteLinda, come on down. It is an experience.
ReplyDeleteYou bring it alive and give it color, then let it sing. What more could you ask? I'm hungry now.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
i love the direct address near the end: "you catch my eye."
ReplyDeleteElizabeth, I was wondering where this prompt would take me. And fruit was all that came to mind.
ReplyDeleteCarolee, sapodilla is a little brown fruit, not that attractive, but what waits inside is pure delight. Just scooped out with a spoon, it is yummy and sweet.
ReplyDeleteLove it - so vivid!
ReplyDeleteThis poem is so refreshing I feel like I just bathed in the perfume of fruit!
ReplyDeleteThanks Twitches.
ReplyDeleteThe variety is amazing here Jeanne.
ReplyDeleteThanks.
I, too, enjoy the sight of it each in proximity to the other, as much as the taste. Well done.
ReplyDeleteNice, Pam. It jostles like a market
ReplyDeleteThis "sounds" as wonderful to me as it visualizes in my mind....
ReplyDeleteI like the line "superfluity of fruit" very much. This was delectable.
ReplyDeleteDelectable!
ReplyDeleteThis colourful celebration of fruit'n'veg abundance presents as a sort of counterpart to mine: where I'm suspicious of the exotica, you indulge them!
ReplyDeleteYes, Ron the colours and the tastes.
ReplyDeleteThanks Barb.
ReplyDeleteIt is a treat going to the market here, Mark.
ReplyDeleteThanks nan.
ReplyDeleteErin, I enjoyed your cheesecake poem:)
ReplyDeleteDick, I love the exotic fruits in Mexico.
ReplyDeleteI love the line "superfluity of fruit."
ReplyDeleteMmm. You capture a scene I want to be immersed in. :-)
ReplyDeleteDonna thanks and I loved this prompt.
ReplyDeleteDeb, this prompt was a good one, and fruit is what came to mind.
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