Bridport Market
Sleepy town revives
twice weekly
A sepia past emerging
on wooden tables
Hustle of modern life
conspiring to sort
The detritus from past
esteems.
Streaming people give
and take,
Checking, sorting the
fake
Giving and taking,
meekly
Following the streams
Looking for they know
not what
Finding what they
never sought.
But, its not all about
trade.
As the sounds and
scents fade,
What remains are the
recollections
And not the
collections.
People-watching beats
buying
Free and without taking
It has its
compensations
For all whose
countenance falls
Upon the watching,
Observer.
6.8.10 Dave Urmston c
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