Market
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| Samet Phah for Pexels |
MARKET
In the crowded morning market’s susurrant hum,
vendors jabber over yesterday’s oranges,
or shellfish fresh off the docks this morning,
while coins clink like pocket windchimes,
and nearby a sparrow
who has seen it all
spills its own twinkling gossip
into the sunlit air.
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This Quadrille (44 word poem) shared with the Jabberwocky crowd over at Dverse Poets Pub..
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A vivid snapshot, Chris, and I love all the sounds, very atmospheric. I especially love the sparrow spilling ‘its own twinkling gossip into the sunlit air’.
ReplyDeleteThis is just lovely Christopher - the last two lines - perfect ❤️
ReplyDeleteOh, how I love that gossiping sparrow! Wonderful!
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I love the idea of a gossiping sparrow as well. Nicely done poem.
ReplyDeleteThis made me think of 'the birds are spies' meme.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this. Well done. You create the atmosphere well and the sparrow is a great touch.
ReplyDeleteLove it!
ReplyDeleteA perfect painting of scene.... can see the artwork from your words
ReplyDeleteI wouldn’t mind listening to sparrows jabber.
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