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The Picket Fence

The picket fence wore
    
     no fresh paint ... but on the ground
  
           an old apple core

Categories: picket fence, home, symbolism,
Form: Haiku

White Picket Fence

I don’t want the white picket fence
I’ll take the one that’s weathered by time
Bent in a way that gives it character
Bordered by tall grass and wild thistle
You might rest your elbows on it after a long day
And smile at the sunflowers I planted
Because you know that when their yellow heads grow too heavy
They’ll have something

Categories: picket fence, appreciation, beautiful, garden, love,
Form: Free verse

And White Picket Fence

we ride our white horse
young and in love, arms ‘round waist —
fairytale figures

1/21/2021

Categories: picket fence, love, youth,
Form: Senryu

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

My White Picket Fence

my white picket fence
expecting the beautiful…
now behind hells bars




5/7/5


March.18.2019
Writing Challenge 3
March Senryu
Sponsored by: 
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Placed 4'th...Thank You

Categories: picket fence, confusion, fate, longing,
Form: Senryu

Picket Fence

I wander by the white picket fence
I wonder, what if I met you sooner
Would we have fallen in love in those years?
Filled with energetic times of joy?
Would we have been too young to understand?
What it takes to make it true?
A bond that lasts forever, sacrifice at best
I know my heart has not grown older
With all

Categories: picket fence, introspection, love,
Form: Free verse

White Picket Fence

By Laura
March 27, 2016

This is my sunset home
Forever here I roam
I can't escape these memories
The waves that throw me in the sea

To rise above the flashback tide
To know there's nowhere left to hide
We only eat from the aimless streets
Statistics seem to see what they want us to be

Meet me here in this broken place of

Categories: picket fence, anger, betrayal, confusion, depression,
Form: Lyric

White Picket Fence

A girls dream of love 
A quest for a man
To know her every whim
And hold her held out hand
The pictures in her head
The dress, the ring, the date
Depending on the man 
Why should she have to wait
The house, the dog , the kids
The white picket fence
Just like the stories read
Fifty years of hell and bliss
Till

Categories: picket fence, how i feel,
Form: Carpe Diem

White Picket Fence

Featuring: Keith :)
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Fresh sand garments 
The Mental Colosseum floor
Self-infliction's--waging wars 
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~ AND THE POEM BEGINS ~

A mask, tiny holes
Breathing heavily
Dancing around my toes
Broad carbon steel
Safe behind my will
Equipment of revenge
Fencing the world with my eyes

I bow, with the morning dew,
 My mind a dual in its own world.
When the curtains lift,
I prepare myself with a

Categories: picket fence, adventure, art, beauty, body,
Form: Free verse

White Picket Fence

Walking forward,  gleaming back
Thoughts confuse this onward track,
Stumble headfirst,  familiar pit
Advancing on to avoid this hit
Where do I stand in this great mess?
Your life is heavy on my chest,
Where do I find peace of mind?

In the arms of the divine,
It’s in the arms of the divine.

Strolling along this white picket fence,
Marching towards my

Categories: picket fence, life,
Form: Rhyme

Grandma's Picket Fence

Thirty feet of white picket fence,
doesn't sound that exciting.
But Oh, to see the blood red blooms,
of a Rambler at one end entwining.

In and out, it weaves its spell,
all but hiding the aged white boards.
The picket fence holds strong and true,
a trellis to the Rose it affords.

At the other end of the yard,
where the fence meets

Categories: picket fence, childhood, nature, nostalgiasound, autumn,
Form: Rhyme

Where Is My White Picket Fence?

Where is my white picket fence?
Where is my "someday I'll have it all"?
What will it take for me to find it?
What is more comfortable though than 
the soft cushion of my mind?
When I'm happy with what I've got...
When I'm all I need, no more, no less...
Why all I need to do is just build one
Why

Categories: picket fence, happinesshappy, happy,
Form: Narrative