Wynken and Blynken Boutique
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Chasing stray dreams down the street
I poked my head behind a sheet
It hung there splashing shadows on
The polished cobbles at my feet
I'd learned ago, it was a sign
To indicate the goodies, fine
That lay behind its hidden edge
A market, grand and clandestine
There was no arrow to indicate
No neon flash or spinning gate
Just that blank white tapestry
Known only to the fortunate
You see, I'd been there thrice before
For treasure, and was back for more
The irony was, it always changed
In ways that one could not ignore
So, then ...
Thru the sheet to market stream
To shops with golden goods, agleam
But then my wife's voice from behind ...
"Sweetheart - you're having another dream!"
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "A Hidden Market" Poetry Contest, Julia Ward, Sponsor.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2018
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