The Farmers’ Market
By David Smith August 29, 2009
The market’s getting crafty;
It has its gems of life.
Some look like little chick lets;
Well polished and so bright.
Woven together, some with wire or thread
The artists are finely schooled;
The knowledge they are fed.
At night they make their wares;
And bring it in for sale.
The Farmers’ Market of colour;
With others we compare.
So we see the peaches,
The plumbs and tomatoes too
Now little gems of value.
Always something new.
On Aug 29th we had new vendors. A group of women make jewellery and sew it together with thread or wire. Sell it at the Market and call it a craft.
Now it’s the harvest where fruits and vegetables are in full swing. Join us at the Farmers Market at Sylvia Place here in the Falls.
Hi Dave, just thought I would let you know that I checked out your site and read your poems, they are lovely. Keep it up it is a nice karma to leave the Universe. Maybe we will see you at Market soon. Clara and Carmen Mignelli