the bazaar

Frank Prem

misterr misterr

 

I got a day for you

 

what sorrt a day
you want

 

misterr

 

misterr

 

he walked
slowly
but determinedly
through the bazaar

 

taking in the sounds

 

misterr

 

hey misterr

 

and the sights

 

letting the whole
hyperactive
milieu
with its raucous cacophony
wash over him
as he walked

 

I got a day

 

what sorrt a day
you want

 

I got sun
got moon

 

got storrm and rrain

 

misterr

 

you want day verry clear
I got 

 

.


.


.


.

 

hey
misterr

 

today
was for strolling

 

for atmosphere
and familiarity

 

tomorrow
he might bargain
a little

 

bicker

 

to acquire
his weather

 

~

  • Author: Frank Prem (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 8th, 2017 01:53
  • Category: Surrealist
  • Views: 53
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Comments5

  • FredPeyer

    Sounds like some heavenly bazaar where we can choose our weather?
    You do have a vivid imagination, Frank, and it shows in this whimsy, but interesting and well structured poem.

    • Frank Prem

      Hi Fred. Who knows what might get offered at a bazaar? Could happen!

    • Michael Edwards

      Reminds me of the bazaars in Istanbul where you are constantly harassed - not that they sell weather ( I hope
      they don't see this posting or they might get ideas) - enjoyed the write Frank.

      • Frank Prem

        misterr ,,, you buy him? Beeuuuuwwwtiful day forr youuu!

        • Michael Edwards

          misterr asda price

        • orchidee

          A fine write Frank.

          • Frank Prem

            Thanks O. Hope your weather is what you would choose.

          • Accidental Poet

            I'll take some blue skies, 75 degrees, and could you sprinkle in a few birds chirping with that please. Excellent write Frank.

            • Frank Prem

              Done deal, AP. Hope you enjoy the day.

            • Louis Gibbs

              A bazaar poem to fit the bazaar it is set in. Thought-provoking and enjoyable, as is all of your work, Frank!

              • Frank Prem

                A little strange, I'll grant you. Thanks for reading and your comment Louis. Much appreciated.



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