The Garden Ghosts…

28 October 2011


They stare
these traders and these market men
behind their barrows and baskets and sacks

Each gaze
upon a stranger to their world
brings silence to this place where flowers grow no more

Stillness
and the barter is forgotten
as time is lost and place remembered

Now ghosts
with cowled heads and darkened habits
behind their garden wall of goods

They stand
like statues in memoriam
of hallowed men who used to walk upon these grounds

And grew
the things these market men now sell
upon the land that peaceful men sought peace

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