Tag Archives: Interpreting Art

The Market Scene

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The Market

Joachim Bueckalaer 1560

Ahh, I remember markets days, it was a great affair purchasing all the ingredients, preparing for the grand banquet.

The times when cooks, maids, wives used their hands to touch and test the meat to make sure it was the proper texture.

The times when the live birds belted out a tune most probably a plea for help because boiling time soon arrived. Screeching over the voices of merchants and buyers catching up rather noisily near by.

The sounds of the market made the scene alive with people and animal chatter.

People chatted as they talked over a whole bird on a platter. Cooks exchange strawberry and apple recipes for dessert.

One merchant ask for the best cabbage and peas for a special soup for his ailing wife.

Ahh, yes I do remember the colour food, smell and chatter of the market


 

Prompt for Magpie Tales

Voices Inside My Head

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Nightmares

Magpie Tales Prompt


Screaming thoughts stretching my nerves
into aching arching figures which
creates shadows over mumbling.

What are they saying?
What do they want?
Why do they torment me?
Why do they mock me?

They are touching my memories,
flowing sadness into joy.
Somebody, anybody, HELP!
See them creeping closer and closer.
Nooooo, noooooo

“Noirfifre, Noirfifre, Noirfifre
wake up, wake up, wake up
you were having a nightmare, AG AIN.”

Drenching in sweat, trembling
breathing deeply, in out, in out.
It happened again.

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My first attempt at Magpie Tales weekly prompt challenge. The poem is my response/interpretation of the image featured above.