A flustered ray of sunlight
found himself kissing a single white rose
in a sea of red, orange and yellow.
Sneaking past the celeriac,
another sunbeam reached over carrots and leeks,
curiously studying the message on the slip of paper.
The rays grew bolder
and embraced full trays of raspberries
and pots of honey.
A bucketful of yellow daisies
clamored with a tableful of amber honey
for the sun's attention.
"Stand still, customer approaching!" -
hissed the tall blue crate.
"Ah!", moaned the asparagus with pleasure,
"I love it when you
tickle my toes!"
"What was he thinking?"
grumbled the potatoes, tossing and turning,
"We'll turn as green as broccoli if he doesn't cover us!"
"Fried Green Potatoes!"
The tomato plants shook with laughter.
Tired of vegetables
too selfish to appreciate
courting in the morning hour,
the sunbeams began to woo the roses ardently,
hoping to charm them into romance:
"Think, would it not be
Sweet to live with me
All alone, my child, my love?
There, were restraint and order bless
Luxury and voluptuousness?" *
at the Farmers' Market
Witnessed on the morning
of Saturday, June 13, 2009
Farmers' Market at
Images and own text
© by Merisi
* Quoted from Charles Baudelaire's
L'invitation au voyage
"Mon enfant, ma soeur,
Songe à la douceur
D'aller là-bas vivre ensemble!"
"Là, tout n'est qu'ordre et beauté,
Luxe, calme et volupté."