Poet's United is contemplating Fences
It does no good
Whether steel or wood
Or entwined with summer’s most fragrant bloom
Whether passing through clover
Or holding would-be lover
Or soldered in turrets of wrought-iron gloom
It is no use
No chain-link ruse
Or rampart to the bluest blue
Can ever restrain
Or begin to contain
This rambling, roving thought of you…
J~
Nice and a great ending, the title is clever too.
ReplyDeleteLike your poem, especially all the different kinds of fences. Love the ending, and the images are beautiful,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Wonderful! You take us through a variety of scenarios, each one clear in the mind's eye; and then you lead us to crescendo of emotion in that final line. I like this very much.
ReplyDeleteJust lovely!
ReplyDeleteI love how the thought here jumps free.
ReplyDeletevery nice flow and build up to the last great line. really enjoyed it :-)
ReplyDeleteWOW! Truly fascinating...
ReplyDeleteBrilliant. Left me with a warm smile and continued appreciation of your work.
ReplyDeleterambling, roving thought of you - no way to contain those wonderful thoughts!
ReplyDeleteThe photos are so beautiful! A wonderful collage! I enjoyed the poem with the first stanza depicting types of fences, and the second underlining that nothing can fence in "thoughts of you". Cool!
ReplyDeleteI love your photos, but the gorgeous view of your poem is breathless ;D
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