Shopping with Mages
(and why you shouldn’t EVER take a mage shopping…)
[Picks up where Button Holed left off]
Water swirled past, sails lay slack and gathered,
rowers plied their oars moving the trireme
down the River Nirthal. Winter withered
what autumn left behind, a color scheme
spare and dark where naked trees stood sleeping
the winter’s sleep, dreaming of greening spring days.
What the hell was he doing here standing
’round staring as trees slide by in a daze?
Roped into a shopping trip despite doubts
about the holiday they went to shop–
“Do you know what this Christmas day’s about?”
“No school that day,” Miren let his crutch drop.
Not the answer Sarn’d sought as the mountain
neared and with it, today’s destination.
~ ~ ~
His sixth sense kept track of the boy scribbling
away, his elbow anchoring papers.
“Look! Look!” Ran crowed and held up a drawing.
Sarn’s likeness cast in graphite and paper,
Miren smirked in three-quarter view, a sketch
of Sarn’s family. “This is amazing,”
Sarn looked at his son, who smiled, then he fetched
Miren’s crutch, handed it to his staring
brother as a stone quay hove into view.
A zigguarat parked before a mountain.
Crowds mobbed its steps and disappeared from view
into the complex, into the mountain.
Sarn donned a light tight blindfold to confine
his eyes’ glow, as his party joined the line.
~ ~ ~
Pollen struck his nose as they passed florists’
arranging Christmas wreaths, which Ran described
fascinated by the beribboned twists.
Ethanol scented the air, someone ribbed
a brewer as they moved through the market.
Vociferate hawkers hawking fabric
from artificial roofs, frocks of velvet,
psychedelic washbasins and broomsticks
that fly, all on offer from ateliers.
The din and the mob made Sarn want to bolt,
but he did stay despite the crush that day.
His magic kept tabs on the all the adults.
He’d promised to accompany Nolo’s
family, so he carried their cargo.
~ ~ ~
Sarn’s sixth sense tracked Inari in the shop,
his brother and Nerule perusing books,
his son sticking close, narrating the shops,
enjoying an audience that couldn’t look.
Ran watched his father’s magic flare, its sphere
expand, wash the market in green that traced,
licked the crowded stalls, leaped over aisles, sheared
through stone walls and made Papa’s heartbeat race.
Not good, Ran signaled Inari to go.
Papa’s magic was straining his control.
Plates rattled, glasses crashed, dust rained down, though
none touched Ran in his magic, shielded bowl.
Ran backed up, the mountain shook and the ground
wobbled, shoppers fled, Ran shouted, “inbound!”
~ ~ ~
Sarn sensed knives, were they concealed? In plain view?
Some shoppers were armed with blades, but for who?
He counted the weapons, widened the view,
cast his magic further at thirty-two.
Bone knives, stone shivs, obsidian daggers,
bows and quivers, short swords, crossbow? Really?
Are any peace tied? A shiv man swaggered
towards Inari, intending to bully?
Don’t talk to her, keep moving, keep your knife
in your pocket, preferably banded.
Her husband asked me to protect his wife.
Step back or be magically backhanded.
Sarn juggled parcels, his magic crested ’till
Ran’s voice pulled him back and everything stilled.
~ ~ ~
The story continues in Beloved and the Trouble with Magical Security.
Follow Sarn’s Advent Journey
Second sonnet/stanza was inspired by Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie’s Wordle #89 and I am very thankful for the words for the market! Also, since the piece contains lots of fallacies, Poetry Rehab 101 – Fallacy.
Simply brilliant writing! Exquisite imagery, great story-telling, tight use of language:
“Winter withered
what autumn left behind, a color scheme
spare and dark where naked trees stood sleeping
the winter’s sleep, dreaming of greening spring days.”
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Thank you 🙂 I worked on that line quite a bit because it IS an enchanted forest and it does dream. 🙂
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You’re welcome. And Your dream-world is very absorbing. You sound happy there. It must be nice to be in your head (I know I’m happy in mine)!
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I like being in my head. Getting out of it, I don’t like!
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🙂
The same with me. Couldn’t agree more.
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Yay! 😀 The sequel is up! I think I strained my brain in the effort but it came out good. Fingers crossed that I caught all my errors.
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Winter withered
what autumn left behind
That opening is just gorgeous!
You absolutely did take us on a journey, I could visualize everything so clearly, I could even hear and smell the market. Bravo!
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Thank you 🙂 it helps that Sarn is hyper aware of everything when he encounters new places and situations. He keeps me on my toes
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I am glad to hear it!
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Phew…I am glad I shop solo and in the early mornings when most shoppers are still asleep…I actually shopped this morning at 8AM and there were on a dozen cars in the parking lot of the mall and now my shopping is done:D….great write, Melinda 🙂
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Thank you 🙂 I tend to do my shopping the hour before the store closes, especially grocery shopping. No dodging carts that way 🙂
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You are welcome 🙂 I used to do that too, wait for the last minute, but I never really enjoyed the stress:D
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It’s not stressful when you have a mission and a list! I just came back from grocery shopping. It was a nice night except for the rain, but warm and the store is really close.
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I love warm rain, and agree: focused with list in hand is the way to go!
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yes it is! Though it doesn’t always save me from impulse buying
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:D:D
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Christmas, danger, intuition all in one poem. Wonderful!
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Thank you 🙂
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You’re welcome. You must be very busy with holiday stuff, huh? 🙂
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I haven’t done a thing. My characters have done all the Christmas prep. I need to get on that. I don’t even have a tree yet.
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Best wishes! 🙂
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Thanks! I better get busy though…time is flying by.
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This was a very compelling piece! I haven’t bought a thing. I am going to be losing my mind later. I can already foresee it… I reckon I have some magical powers too! 😛
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Thank you 🙂 I haven’t done much shopping either for which the shopping public is probably glad. 🙂
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haha!.. I get it. Probably for the best 😉 🙂
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There is a mall out there breathing a sigh of relief right now 🙂 Though I did order a metric ton of my fav teas. That’s my present to myself, six months of really yummy teas 🙂
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Ooh! What’s your favourite flavour?!
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I have about 12 favorites!
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I love Earl Grey!😍
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Me too and 12 herbal teas
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What a journey!! Love the way how this is being unwrapped 😀
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Thanks I decided not to top their Santa/north pole visit from yesterday. So instead, some shopping drama because Sarn is the last person on earth you should ever take to a crowded area for any reason. It’s complete illogic!
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hehehe, sounds a bit like you eh? 😀
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I shop like a conquering army. I scout the store and then invade. Though I do pay for my purchases. 🙂
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hahaha! You have a “thing” for armies I see 😀
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I guess I do. Who’d have thunk it? Perhaps that’s the fallacy in my thinking 😉
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bahahaha 🙂 hey it is great to see you in a good mood. Office must be a great place today 😀
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nah lots of writing puts a smile on my face. It’s been quiet here and I am grateful.
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Wohoo! 😀
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🙂
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