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Mercado
Mercado San Juan, Morelia, Michoacán, México
 


Looking for a basket,
I found one just for me,
A little white and blue one
As pretty as could be.
But when I went to buy it,
Someone called my name,
So I left the marketplace
As empty as I came.

 
Poem © 2016 and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Posted on September 19, 2016, in Blue Monday, Mexico, Michoacán, Morelia, Poetry Pantry, Poets United, Rhyming poetry and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 15 Comments.

  1. Awe, what a shame and disappointing. I saw a bit of blue with the baskets in your photo. Try again. I am easily distracted…this could happen to me. Go back.

    I’m glad you like the orchids. Thank you for joining Blue Monday.
    Hugs,
    Jeanne

  2. The story falls so powerfully though the holes in the basket – i do hope ‘you’ have the courage to go back for the little basket and fill it with wonderful things

  3. Sunday smiles, this little ditty after my cup of hot lemon water is the best way to face a Sunday

    wishing you a blessed day MMT

    much love…

  4. I suppose you were wearing a bonnet and a pinny too:)

  5. I too see the little basket with blue trim, it was a fun read. I guess a basket wasn’t needed.

  6. Hee hee. Very clever. To me, this is about having an affair. The basket is another woman. The woman calling your name is your wife. So even though the speaker might have wanted to “buy” (or keep) the basket (he was cheating with), he had to leave it there and return to his home, because it was the right thing to do. But first, the “basket” emptied him sexually and emotionally. He went home to his family, but his heart was empty. Nevertheless, those things work themselves out. You can always fall back in love. Taking the first step, and going home, is what counts. Hopefully, her arms (and legs) are open to him. That will certainly help repair his heart and their love.

  7. And when we leave it behind, we keep thinking of it, wishing we had brought it home.

  8. Oh I love this clever and witty share ❤️

  9. My wife used to come home with any kind of basket… I guess it takes more now, but still baskets are her passion, and she would not have left just because someone called her name (after all it would probably be me)

  10. haha… one of the benefits of turning 70, for me, I can’t hear crap and if some one was calling my name, I think they are calling someone else.
    Thanks for reminding me of this blessing 🙂 🙂 🙂

  11. Well, if it is meant to be, it will be there the next time one is shopping. Sometime it is better not to make impulse buys. (Smiles)

  12. Never be put off from following one’s heart’s desire whether it be baskets or anything else as there is nothing so important as now!

  13. Oh, no. Is it possible it was the retirement fund reminding you of saving your cash? Lol! Sorry you missed your fav!

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