Monday, April 28, 2008

Market gig

30-25

Sing for the tomatoes. Sing for the sun hiding around the corner. Sing for the smiling baby boy dancing with no shoes on. Sing for this morning, the only morning.

9 Comments:

Blogger Zhoen said...

Great, now I want to plant tomatoes on the balcony, and I have to wait for one more thing.

(grin)

4/28/2008 3:15 PM  
Blogger Ruahines said...

Tena Koe MB,
Reads like a scene from my saturday morning farmers market. Always so many little things happening to observe, all good. Kia ora!
Noho ora mai ra,
Robb

4/28/2008 3:59 PM  
Blogger Fred Garber said...

Your short poems and beautiful fotos continue to amaze and inspire me!

5/01/2008 7:05 AM  
Blogger MB said...

Z, they can wait. You'll still have time.

Robb, you got it! This was at the Saturday morning market, which has become one of my favorite places to play. There are always things going on and we get to interact with people. Very fun.

Fred, thank you. I'm glad you are enjoying them.

5/05/2008 10:26 AM  
Blogger Sky said...

i am sure you draw a larger crowd to the market. sounds wonderful to me...a saturday with gorgeous produce and good musical entertainment as well. :)

5/05/2008 4:56 PM  
Anonymous Dave said...

I'm trying!

I want this poem framed to hang beside my writing table.

5/09/2008 5:22 AM  
Blogger mm said...

ah .... this lifts my heart, MB. Part of me is there singing with you.

5/10/2008 6:11 AM  
Anonymous Jo said...

I am smiling hugely, lovely, lovely.

5/14/2008 2:43 AM  
Blogger MB said...

Sky, you would definitely enjoy it.

Dave, I'm glad you found something that resonated for you.

MM, sing on!

Jo, I'm glad.

5/15/2008 7:08 AM  

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