Today’s poetic prompt is to write a poem of simultaneity – in which multiple things are happening at once. Immediately a market scene came to mind so I penned this poem whilst munching on my muesli!
Limewood Square
It’s Saturday in Limewood Square
And market day’s kicked off
There’s far too many people there
At trade they cannot scoff
Some farmers come, fresh veg to trade
Their voices bleat like sheep
A carrot roles off their display
And lands beneath their feet
Down on the right, can’t miss the sight
Of icy cod and trout
The odour wafts with all its might
Invading our poor snouts
The clothing stall, against the wall
Is filled with nylon dresses
They’re not a good look shade at all
Some faded beige style messes
Folk cycle past, a bit too fast
The passageways are narrow
I feel myself stifle a laugh
As one wheel clips a marrow!
The buzzy chat of this and that
Combines with morning traffic
In one car boot a boy is sat
Reluctantly held static
There’s wide boy blokes and morning smoke
Each claim a deal that’s fair
The mayhem that this scene evokes
Makes me love Limewood Square
I like the rhythm and rhyme of this poem – it really brings the market to life for the reader!
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Thank you! I love a good bit of rhyme!
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