Market Scene

Market Scene
 

                                             multi coloured beans
                                      harvest tools scrap upon stone
                                             a place full of sacks

                                           
                                           bright colours leap out
                                       thawed ice under moon lit feet
                                          chinking coins, chit chat


                                           creatures glee with spill
                                   drenched gold leaves with bees honey
                                           market noise withers

              


                                                                             © Shane Cogan, 2013
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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