I hope you enjoy reading one of my recent poems.
Red and plastic ribbons
Falter in the suffocating breeze,
Glimpses of over-stacked tins,
Torn cardboard boxes,
Tight and high with rice and couscous.
The throat-clenching aroma of curry
The eye confused by alien vegetables with spiders legs roots
Spice, hot sauces, cat food and Baked Beans.
A shy nod of the head,
A quick glance,
Revealing learnt patience
In an impoverished world of prejudice.
Money placed on the neon sweet stuffed counter,
Warm smiles and a quiet transaction,
As the red and blue plastic ribbons whisper in the breeze.