A Public Garden with People Walking in the Rain
Vincent van Gogh
Lost Again
A snapshot may form an opinion.
For example, you may think fool,
you’re getting wet out there even
in friendly oblivious conversation.
Heads and tails are important.
We are marveling after long wait,
able to be in the gardens again
after white slates melt to puddles
falling from sky. Friend, oh why
you’d deny yourself for trickles,
trifles? Shiny pathways wind us
in banter, dungarees, galoshes;
revived, delighted in community.
Tao Talk 
so lovely Li a very beautiful poem! 💜💜
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Thanks much <3
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Beautiful Love the last stanza which is almost like an invite to the shiny pathway, just dressing for the occasion.
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:) It is, Marja!
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It is that community that matters most in the end I think
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<3
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Lovely poem Li
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Heads it’s raining .. tails, it’s dry … loving your poem … my oh my!!!
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fun poem, Helen. Thanks :)
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Having “community,” even just a community of two, to walk with can make all the difference!
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<3
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So much joy in these words. (K)
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<3 You know I was thinking of fmg. We planned on walking outside this past Tuesday but they still have it closed off.
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Spring is coming…
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Gorgeous, gorgeous writing, Lisa! 😍
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Sanaa, thanks so much <3
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This is one of my favorites by just the opening line… “A snapshot may form an opinion.” THAT is great.
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:) <3
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Li your words and the art took me there to that street. It was an unusual feeling like I had traveled in time almost. The power of words is sometimes extraordinary isn’t it? ❤️☺️
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Christine, yes on the power of words. Thank you for your lovely comment <3
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