Returning to market

Come sweetheart, come look at my lemons
pay if you may with your pumpkins and smiles
because only for you I’ll be clement,
you are the honey to sweeten my bile.

Cinnamon girl, I’ve got ginger and cloves,
have some coffee with me, and maybe
we’ll be cardamom crazy falling in love.
let us be spicy, add kisses my baby.

Honey, you crave, some cheese for your cream,
some cheddar or brie, have sourdough bread,
for breakfast, let’s share butter and dreams.
don’t you send me away, I’d rather be dead.

The return of the market by
William-Adolphe Bouguereau

A little market-ditty rhyme for Sarah at dVerse.

Also linking to Tuesday Platform at toads.

June 11, 2019

25 responses to “Returning to market

  1. A fun one indeed! “cardamom crazy falling in love” loving this as cardamom is one of my favorite spices. Let’s share butter and dreams sounds decadent indeed! At first I read it, “butter my dreams”…hmmmm.

  2. Yours is a tasty, sweet-smelling market, Björn, although the speaker seems to eb quite suggestive in the first stanza, with the invitation to ‘come look at my lemons’! I especially enjoyed the second stanza – ‘cinnamon girl’ reminds me of the song by Neil Young – and I love the smell of ginger, cloves and cardamom.

  3. How light hearted and sensual this is Bjorn. I also love that smell of cardamom, and butter and dreams combination.

  4. You play with words wonderfully in this. I love let’s share butter and dreams, something so mundane and everyday as sharing the butter contrasted with the sharing of dreams.

  5. I absolutely love this, Bjorn 😀 Especially; “and maybe we’ll be cardamom crazy falling in love.” ❤️

  6. I love the passion and urgency of his plea with the sensory metaphors framework. If I was a young lass being wooed by this passionate, urgent charmer…

  7. LOL, ye olde cat call. He’s rather insistent isn’t he? That opening verse feels rather suggestive. I don’t think he’s talking about fruit. I also think he’ll survive if she turns him down, at least until the next market girl comes along.

  8. The ditty works well, making me chuckle. The off-center rhyme scheme breaks up the tedium. Your sensual allegory reminds me of the Rock lyric; Baby squeeze my lemon, ’til the juice runs down my leg.

  9. Ohhh this is fun and whimsical and it reminds me of the poem by Christopher Marlowe, The Passionate Shepherd to His Love…it gave me that kind of vibe..

  10. This is just lovely, Bjorn. The fragrances and seasoning works so well with the art you chose too.

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