"My Possibles' Bag..."

Sunday morning Farmers' Market day.

“My Possibles' Bag…”

 

Purpose-full and motion,

choice-by-chance -

life by the minutes

a scene-by-the-glance.

Farmers' market goodness...

sectioned moments of spice

in-seasoned …today.

 

Breads with “Thunk”, cheeses for hunks, Granola melodies,

bottled amber sparkles and translucent brown sap,

bouquets of sundrops and captured smiles,

jarred essence of fruits and life’s

oft’ wind-ruffled parodies - natures scents

and hints of “ah”,

pasta-by-whim - bagged by the belt size

into portions of seconds and leftover Wednesdays.

A space of just(?) variegated heats -

all by the tastes for choice …of course.

 

Fresh green everythings with lush, rain-bowed hues

chards to snap peas - life tested crunch-by-the-inch,

mid-life squash of firm, vibrant yellows - gold to near orange,

seemingly deep burgundy to ripened red sweetnesses

and garlicky bite - all food for thoughts and circumstance

- a “Big Soup” …perchance. 

 

Tastes for a week’s tomorrows’ nights,

thoughts for today - wistful sighs

wish-full glances …a too hungry wallet.

 

Chris

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Great description of the Farmers' Market. I like the description and the thoughts of the items bought. Here in my part of Michigan. Must go downtown to find the farmer market. Too bad. None in the outer circle of the city. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Chris]

Whereabouts in Michigan?

[Coyote Poetry]

Near Detroit. Clinton Twp.

[Chris]

Lansing myself

[Coyote Poetry]

Lansing is like Ann Arbor. A lot of writing events. I like the college town. A lot of life and hope.

[Chris]

The key of your description IS College Town...

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes you right.

[Delmar Cooper]

And people ask me why I garden when Wal Mart is so cheap.

[Frieda P]

I needed a breath of fresh air, I always find it on your pages Chris....

[Chris]

...and you are always welcome...

[Rene Velez]

colorful vibrant lines make this a smorgasbord of a write, nothing like weekly food shopping, I love the farmers market....well done Chris.

[Chris]

Rene it IS good to see you man, hope all is well!

[Matching Socks]

Love a good stroll through the market and what a journey this was, you painted it too perfection.
I have a craving for Feta Cheese and Black Olives now (my market fave).

Great write Chris. :)

[Einstein Noodle]

never go to market hungry .. the wallet most certainly feels the brunt of it :) your poem pulled me in and hooked me with this line "Farmers' market goodness..." i love this "A space of just(?) variegated heats -" .. among others of course .. i worked as a travel nurse in Little Rock for a time and your poem transported me to the River Market (i think that is what it is called) and all the good ways that place made me feel ..
E.

[Chris]

Hi E. You caught the "wallet" ref exactly.... all the munchables and pretties and nearing lunchtime by the time I finished at the last stall - without breakfast yet.

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahaha! i hear you man! have a great day!

[Chris]

The "heats" included purveyors of "made" barbecue sauces of varying strengths and source materials. And then there were all the "other" concoctions only available from seasonal ingredients.

[Einstein Noodle]

if you like heat check out this ... extremefood.com .. they hold a Guinness record for the hottest .. its fun stuff .. on the hotter range of sauces you get a skull hung around the bottle ..

[Lyn Anderson]

A very whimsical, delightful piece -- I like the "thunks" line.

[Baby Ricochet]

It brought to mind the Save Rite grocery store in the town I grew up in. Good one Chris

[J. J. Nightingale]

beautiful, in every way
An appreciation of the fruits of labor
And the gifts from above ..

Thank you Chris.... Jazz

[K.J. Bryen]

Great, relatable post about a farmer's market. Beautifully descripted.