Poets United

Poets United prompt this week, is Farmer's Market #60 . We have a photo prompt, at the first of the month. When I dropped my daughter off at Color Guard, I brought my camera.  I knew it would be early enough that my photos wouldn't include elbows, knees and odd side angles. Okay, there are a few...  My market is small, but they have a lot.  Of course there is an array of veggies and scrumptious fruit, they also have flowers, herbs, jams, jellies, honey and pickles. I thought this would provide a lot of ideas for poetry, the colors the arrangement of fruits n' veggies, the aroma and then arriving home with the magic.

What do you like to buy when you go?  I also enjoy veggies for stir-fry,  blackberries as big as my thumb, and string beans. Do you have any memories attached?  Do you have a favorite perhaps peach cobbler, pickles or  maybe you sit back, with a grin as wide as a watermelon and remember those days of being young and spitting seeds?!  Did you win spitting a seed the furthest or did you just enjoy the juice running down your chin?

Humid veil sizzles canopy of color
wire, bins and baskets align
seasonal treasures, not shore dug,
but rich, deep earthen wares
sparkle like diamonds in the rough
soon magic will conjure up and presto
berries on my birthday cake,
aroma of pickling brine
layers of fruit in a kettle
spices bundled like bouquets
drunk with juice and sugar
shelling peas rocking on the porch glider
shucking corn, unraveling dinner
lightening dances around
sparks of summer's magic soon depart
Indian summer will soon open Fall's door
apples arrival is blush worthy
picked, pinched and poked
orange globes allow Cinderella and super heroes arrival
dried stalks, hay bundles haunt those who
endure crisp days arrived with wind gust
 Blue Hubbard hides in cellar,
drying out for winter's meal
colorful welcome mat leaves