Mystic Rose Rose Poet Acrostic

Harry's Fence

Back in the days when fences were constructed to lean on 
I had my fathers smile my mother's apron now they're gone
Along with brother's camera and his filming laughter reels 
Along with sister's bumbling ways and admiration reals ...

Fences are made to keep in or keep out.  Sometimes    
Erecting them can be a way of protecting or rejecting 
No one knows the power of a fence more then those who 
Crossed the holocaust fences and survived.  Fences can be 
Easing posts for friendship or wired spokes with big fat   
Signs that say " Keep Out" it all depends what side your on

Back in the days when my dad build a fence for grapes and vines 
I knew what belonged to other people and what was truly mine 
Along with my cat, my bird, my three ring binder and my fence  
Along with my heart and my soul, I knew what to let in, hence ?

Written by Mystic Rose 
Inspired by Harry Horseman

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Anil Deo November 29, 2021 at 10:59 AM I am blessed to follow Harry; we find mutual inspiration. Thanks for the great memories Mystic Rose. shalom, shalom

Harry Horsman November 29, 2021 at 12:39 AM Love this Vie, thanks for the support not just today, but for the years we have been here. The poetry as usual is lovely.

Virginia Gelok November 28, 2021 at 8:05 AM I truly have never thought of a fence this way. I wonder why? You have inspired me to look on the other side of fences in my life. Thankyou for your inspiration. Great poem.

Eve Roper November 28, 2021 at 7:04 AM Yes, fences are built to keep those out or in, but sometimes it doesn't work. :) Awesome for those that did escape the Holocaust and heartbreaking that died because of an evil man and those that chose to join him. Thank you for commenting on my poem, "Waterfall." I am doing well. I hope you and Aldo are well. Hugs Sweet Friend with lots of love

Delice Arleen Skelly November 28, 2021 at 3:43 AM We have walls these days, a fence is much more neighbourly, I think..Delice

Lindsay Laurie November 27, 2021 at 6:54 PM Hello Mystic Rose ... oh yes, I recall nearly every front fence in my little village as being a picket fence and painted white. A fence was perfect to lean on to talk to others walking by when socializing was common practice - thank you Mystic Rose - Lindsay

Heidi Sands November 27, 2021 at 6:19 PM Nice one and special memory :)

Jan Allison November 27, 2021 at 12:44 PM what a fabulous acrostic Vienna an sure Harry will be thrilled he inspired you to write this:-) hugs Jan xx Mystic Rose Rose November 27, 2021 at 3:50 PM Dear Jan, its amazing how we inspire each other when it comes to poetry, one line and it keeps us going, lol, hope your on the road to recovery, thanks for the visit, you made my heart smile :)

L Milton Hankins November 27, 2021 at 8:56 AM A lovely, creative write, Mystic Rose Rose. I thoroughly enjoyed your mix of haibun and acrostic...worked so well with your rhymes. Mystic Rose Rose November 27, 2021 at 3:49 PM Thank you dear Milton, I enjoy trying different genres, others I'm hopeless in, lol, thankyou for dropping in, Much appreciated, :)

Bill Baker November 27, 2021 at 7:14 AM Nice creative method of presenting your Acrostic poem Rose. And it's true, times they are a changing. Have a great day, Bill Mystic Rose Rose November 27, 2021 at 3:49 PM We should always be hopeful and keep fences with open gates lol, thanks for stopping by Bill, all the best :)