Amid kale and scots pine
Her footprint, broken
Cracked in half.
Her narrow shoe, left
By the shore of the lake
Worn, torn, holding
A puddle of regret
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That is such a punch of a poem. That abandoned shoe – what a great image.
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I like this too. The lines, terse and sharp are like regret.
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An abandoned shoe… a puddle of regret… makes me think Ophelia
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Nice line: “A puddle of regret”
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It was so brief and yet so poignant….it made me want to cry….
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“a puddle of regret” – wonderful!
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Maybe a Cinderella story?
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I read it as being about a girl turned mermaid, leaving behind the shoe — as if the shoe has regrets about not being able to with her.
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Lovely punch of a poem. Which picture did you choose?
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i’d love to know which one you think it is…
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The puddle of regret. Great metaphor!
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An amazing snapshot, Eric, captured in a ‘A puddle of regret’.
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Agree with Kim – an amazing snapshot.
Anna :o]
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I used puddle this time too in a different way. Wonderful work!
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