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The Outdoor Art Fair

The outdoor art fair’s housed in tents Where photographs and oils And watercolors wait for sales So artists earn their spoils. At first, the sun was out though the Humidity was high, As would-be customers and neighbors Leisurely strolled by. Admiring the art, we also Found some artists who Enjoyed discussing how they started Doing what they do. We didn’t make a purchase but The art work did impress, Yet later on the sky turned dark And if I had to guess… Those artists had to scramble, Taking down each cool display, ‘Cause it seems like there’s a thunderstorm That’s headed this-a-way.

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Date: 9/10/2023 3:14:00 PM
These outdoor art fairs are usually quite interesting, and some things on sale can be very impressive. Pity that the weather does not always collaborate, Ilene! Your poem is most enjoyable, but that is the norm...you always deliver the goods :) ~ Regards // paul
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Date: 9/9/2023 5:36:00 PM
Wonderful depiction of a casual browse, Ilene. I really do reckon you could write a poem, in perfect rhyme, about your shopping list. I’ve done it… but it wasn’t up to much.
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Date: 9/14/2023 12:51:00 PM
thanks for the inspiration, terry! i've given you credit in my shopping list poem...
Date: 9/9/2023 4:51:00 PM
Sounds like an enjoyable morning. I can't help but feel sorry for those poor artists. My son does 3D printing and sells at the city market. Their contract says they have to stay open rain or shine.
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