Thursday, July 28, 2011

Farmer's Market















Register trays begin the line where

People hold their baskets of

Tomatoes so red they sing next

to green beans overlapping


Milk cartons stacked for a truck ride home

My children behind me asking,

"Which tent of the market do strawberries grow?

"Where are all the cows?"

They're over there, can't you see?

Close your eyes and you can smell

The cows, the dirt, the air between

Seedling and slow earned ripening

We will take two of everything.

On second thought please

Make that three.

Those voluptuous singing tomatoes.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow. You probably think everyone can write like this! THEY CAN'T! :) Nams

OSMA said...

Nam - Thank you!! What started out asa huge diatribe about our trip to the FM got cut into short clips about it instead. So glad you liked it. Never know how these things go over when others can't see inside your brain. Apparently, you can. :) <3 xoxoxo