A Day to Shop at My Local Farmers Market
Farmers Market …
A Day to Shop at My Local Farmer’s Market
The Farmers Market
Constant overcast
these skies up above my spring
feeling morning chill.
Find a place among
people of similar taste
A Farmer’s Market.
Everyday a grey
with chill that sinks to the bone
take a morning stand.
A movable feast
a fresh cornicopia
from local growers.
Today is today
a stretched canvas of blue sky
a means to an end.
Pallets of oranges
or crates holding fresh green beans
in a plastic bin.
The sun’s temptation
to stop the world in this warmth
take a little walk.
Our Fresh Fruits and Vegetables
Child on my shoulders
trying a tasty blue plum
a gift from a friend.
This is not an end
beginning of something new
annual blossoms.
let’s feed the hungry
our fresh fruits and vegetables
and reap the rewards.
Second day of blue
a light breezy wisp of wight
lonely figure stands.
Community health
find a peaceful state of mind
benefits of food.
Now the heated blue
pulls upon my need to move
stretch my spirit long.
Let’s not let the bin
hold too much organic rot
save for next years soil.
To Share With Our Neighbors
Let’s grow in our yards
to share food with our neighbors
make sure we are fed.
Delicious apples
energy to run and play
here at the market.
Find home in our block
Zucchini for some Black Tea
over abundance.
Tokens and Jewelry
off to the side of the plums
freshly picked cherries.
Money we’ve earned freed
for whatever gives us joy
our entertainment.
A trio performs
jazz by the local honey
battling guitars.
A wealth of fresh food
African Keyhole Gardens
Australian backyard.
To Keep Our Food Local
Grab a Strawberry
that is perfectly ripened
sweet dance on your tongue.
No need for mileage
no more hauling of great loads
to keep food local.
Forgotten grey skies
filled with leafy vegetables
and colorful fruits.
Small plots in our world
keep small and sustainable
needed to survive.
Life comes from the Earth
reason for this sublime joy
sharing each morsel.
We all need to eat
maybe I speak a fiction
to greet with our food.
We dance and we swing
tasting Cherry Tomatoes
laughing with each bite.
- A List of Particles - September 11, 2023
- The Fine Art of Haiku - September 3, 2023
- To Remember the Day Issa Left - August 28, 2023
Great description and feel of a farmer’s market. I shop every Saturday from a farmer’s market: best fruit and veg straight from the earth. Love the feel and pics to accompany this share. Love it.!
Wonderful sense of the open fresh air, sunny skies, scents of fresh fruits and veggies, and the hum of voices. I love our local farmer’s market, have not been there yet this year, but will go soon. Great imagery in your words, Jamie, and the images give a wonderful nostalgic feeling. Well done, Jamie.
Such a calming and peaceful collection of poetry – very enjoyable and it did make me hungry for some fresh produce
Thank you Tony, Phyllis, and Ralph. Jamie
The local farmers market we have is small but so fragrant and refreshing. All the smells of strawberries to herbs to spices, so nice. Nice work Jamie.
The local farmers market we have is small but so fragrant and refreshing. All the smells of strawberries to herbs to spices, so nice. Nice work Jamie
I love attending the local farmers’ market and obtaining fresh (organic) fruit and vegetables at often a fraction of the price of the Supermarkets and thus cutting out the middle man. Your wonderful haiku inspired poetry captured the feel and abience perfectly. Good work Jamie.
How wonderful I like works that transport me. Thanks I will visit one today. Cool style.