The Magic At The Farmers Market
The sun feels so warm and spicy on my face
Like tropical fragrances wafting
On breezy insinuations
And smiles emanating from the niceties
Of strangers at the moment
Where the sun breaks through the wooden crates
That attempt to block the warmth
We're all dancing around
When a friend glances at me
Through cantaloupes and cherry smiles
I hasten to catch her thumping honeydew melons
For Iย Love that she'llย be stayingย for a while
To weigh her friendship
Talk tomatoes
And just meander
Through the aisles
Of the farmers market
Where she first met her husband
And she tells me of his trials
And hopes that one day soon
He'll come back to her
To spend the day
Just meandering
Through these wooden aisles
Oh, what a glorious day
To spend the day
At the market
With a friend...
Tony Taylor
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HAY TONY great poem about farmer market its all most like being there I loved market like meeting new people lot fun peace be with my friendย ย
YAY!!......Thanx GREG!!....always so happy to hear from you......I'm glad it brought back good memories my friend.....sorry it took so long to reply.......feelingย better now!!.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!.......T xoย ย ?
Great write.
A journeys into the nutritious.
LOL! ~THanx KIMMY.......you're such a cool guy.......thanx for making me smile bro!!......peace.......T xoย ย ?
wonderful write Tony!
Thanx DARKLY!!.......talk soon!!.........high fives.........T xoย ย ?
Your writing amazes with its grandiose style and sophisticated outlook. Always a joy to read !
Another fine piece to add to the multitude. Great job.
Wishing you well as always ! Hug. ย :)
Thanxย SIR WATERS!!.....always more than a pleasure to read your comments........sorry it took so long to respond.......you're the best ~ brother poet!.........high fives........T xoย ย ?
Hoping you are feeling better. Wishing you all the best for this year !!
Hug. ย :)
My Dear Brother Poet Tony,
The purity of the Farmer's Market. ย Honest folks vending the products of their labors, at but a fraction of the grocery price. ย All dedicated to bring their patrons the purest of product at the lowest of cost. The multitudes visit, paying homage to theseย Purists of Produce. ย Where could one find more purity, than "spendingย their day at the market with a friend"?
Peace, Love and Rockets,
Larry xxx
Dear Brother Poet LARRY!
I think it would be "quite the day" spending it with you ~talking poetry at the market......a pleasant day indeed!!........thanx for this bro!!........ttyl.......T xoย ย ?
You obviously got the "midas touch"....you sure turn everything you touch into gold