Short Fence Poems
Short Fence Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Fence by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Fence by length and keyword.
so your mind is set
lream to protex
if noone els
do it for self
you must be you see
your own fence
its call
DEFEND
Sitting by this fence...
One side life commence.
to cross wait for whence
an invitation hence;
sitting by this fence...
Cattle eat and Fence
in the field
People will never cows
People do not fence
The voice of the neglected
in the field
Their was once a boy by the name of et
He had an encyclopedia bt
He sat on a fence
Fall in a trench
And cry for his tt
mockingbird on the
fence in silence turns head....
female in nest chirps
Night is this bird
Perched high on a
White picket fence
Just listen to her
Sweet serenade,
Bring tears
To this starry night
Life truly is a double-edged sword,
The grass is greener on what side of the fence?
Who knows,
But that is life …
~ Pauly G
To straddle the fence of
love and hatred
Is the living of confused contradiction
Hatred and fear,being our opposition.......
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Lawns luxuriant
Drew sight of poor passersby
Barbed fence mocked when near!
Copyright Anulaxmi Nayak, 2017
ethereal country air
mysticism is afoot
I sense the orbs
procure my camera
feel led to the fence post
fog does not disappoint
its place of many face
is a quite way
some stay all day
they think and wink
there's no fence
they sit its fixs
PARK AND BENCH
confronted by lions
within a whisker of death
laughing through ~ the fence
By
David Kavanagh
purple violets
picket fence hides the rough stuff
family misery.
yellow daffodil
showing the world perky,
fooling the neighbors
delicate flowers
a blue of morning glory
twining vines with grace
my old wooden spindle fence
has no power against winds
05/10/2013
Enclosed by ragged
wooden fence, yellow apples
have fallen into
grasses where children once played
and laughter no longer sounds.
Sometimes it's time to pull the pin,
not to make a din,
but to abide, let it slide,
and sit on the fence
watching the tide come in.
i
you are missed
not the fence-sitter
the open-hearted you
II
why hide
from truth, small ... large
the earth spins on (MINE US)
After the down pour
Of a heavy rainfall
The wet fence dries off
Now the wet spot shows
A wet spot shape heart
Done by Mother nature
SCHOOL
after all these years
i’m peering through the wrought iron fence
eyes grown big
old emerson school
so small
Dave Austin
She sat by the fence,
the lamb struggling to reach her
for shared soft kisses.
A seven-year-old shy girl;
two souls in innocent love.
Poets capture words on the run
Fence them in as writing’s begun
The game is muddled
And authors befuddled
When penning a hard-to-catch pun
Bumper rusted with dents
Alley in the rear dark and tense
Coming around a behind the fence
Knife’s with gilded hilt shows finger prints
i always imagine myself
sitting on a cloud
feet dangling from
behind heavens fence
with my headphones on
huity take the man out of it
ice coated fence posts
punctuate the snowy trail…
frosty whiffs of breath
_______________________________
Winter Haiku
Florence of Lawrence
Mother of sense
her learning curve incense
her colorful fence for defence
Progressing up the pyramid with boldness