MARKET DAY
A Poem
by Austin Mitchell
Wednesday market up the road
Saturday market down the road
Those days were the nicest yet
Wednesday and Saturday market
People came from far and near
Buying and selling their wares
Some dressed in the latest wear
Making their strides with care
From the higglers to the coal burners
The butchers, the farmers
The market gardeners
Bringing to market their week’s labor
The fish vendors shouting fish, fish
Doctor fish, king fish
Other vendors peddling their wares
Anxious faces moving through the crowd
Trying to get goods at the lowest bargain
Laughter spilling out amongst the gathering
Vendors and their customers haggling
Some filling their baskets and moving on again
Others lining up at the soup vendors
While others lined up at the cooked food vendors
People coming and going all the time
Way into evening time
And finally it was time to go home
The market was over
And they’d all pack their bags
And head for home