standing mid market

standing mid market

see and hear the poetry of life

this early april now

another rainy morning

through drips and pauses
crowds that never cease

dragging puddles

tireless as vegetables

photos will remember 
where they have been

remind them of when when was

and they were really here

the poet among

speaks for them.  at night 
a gypsy one moment flash recalls

and will not say of one seen again

thus we travel boundless
colors, shape and sound

the world around

in and by affect