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She walked along the beds,
Hands trailing over stakes
Heavy with vines
And sugar snaps.
Orange peeked
From underneath green hats
Far too wild for small heads.
Blushing tomatoes danced
Cheek to cheek
With peppers.
She smiled.
The garden will make
Good salad
Tonight.
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Na'ama Yehuda 
This is wonderful. Na’ama!
After reading Bill’s, Merril’s and yours, I’m tempted to play.
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Yes, do play! 🙂 You know I’ll read it! 🙂
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You da sweetest!
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xoxo takes one to know … 😉
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xoxo
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Such a lovely poem. Gardens can often be rewarding, especially when growing fruits or vegetables.
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Thank you, Lucy. I’m so glad you liked it. I don’t have a garden now, but had one growing up, with vegetables and fruit trees and volunteered upstate some summers on a small farm. It is always delightful to be close to one’s table. Part of the reason I love Farmers Markets so much, so that even in the City there can be a bit of that connection, if by proxy.
Na’ama
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Lovely poem on garden. 🙂
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Glad you liked it, Kitty! 🙂
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The fruits of our own labour can be very delicious
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Indeed! The best! 🙂
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Reblogged this on Anita Dawes & Jaye Marie ~ Authors.
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thanks for the reblog!
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Soo beautiful! I love; “Blushing tomatoes danced cheek to cheek with peppers.” 💝💝
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🙂 So glad you liked it! It made me smile when I wrote it, so … glad it resonated with others, too!
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What a delight-filled stroll with “her” in her fruitful garden. I like the way you word-painted the salad-to-be.
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🙂 So glad you liked it! Gardens are a feast for the senses!
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I agree that this is a wonderful poem, Na’ama. Took me back to my first time tasting fresh veggies from as friend’s garden. I was so pleasantly surprised.
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🙂 Yay! Glad it elicited such good memories! And … yes, there’s nothing like the flavor of freshly picked produce!
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I remember. It was peas right out of the pod. So good!
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Ah! I wish I had some right now! Nothing like it!
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Oh yes. I so would love it.
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This part is particularly good:
“Blushing tomatoes danced
Cheek to cheek
With peppers”
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Thank you! 🙂 Am so pleased you liked it! The image made me smile as I wrote it! 🙂
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Na’ama Y’karah,
My “garden” this year consists of a couple of hanging baskets of flowers, an ever-proliferating coleus plant and two planters…one of basil and the other dill weed. (Both great additions to a salad. 😉 ) Love the verse. I’m not ready to take on another prompt challenge….yet. Well done my poetic friend.
Shalom and hugs,
Rochelle
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Thank you, half-dolphin friend! I have no garden at all these years, being that my City apartment faces north and has too little direct sunlight for good growing. BUT, I have a little bamboo plant, which seems to manage to survive here … and I’m particularly successful at growing shoots out of potatoes and yams … 🙂 Green onions are managing to recreate themselves, too. We do what we can, eh? 🙂
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makes me hungry for a giant salad!
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My work here is done … 😉
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