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The Fence (Something Different)
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The Fence (Something Different) |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
She watched him go, that early summer day, At the gate of the rickety fence He walked carrying off his duffle bag on his shoulder Turning every so often to blow kisses and wave Till he finally rounded the curve At the bottom of the hill. When he disappeared from sight. With a sigh She glance along that fence At the fresh turned soil And newly planted length. One day, some day, he said he’d fix that fence, But he never did, just repainted it white. It must be more paint than wood, Maybe when he returned this time. Sun came through the window Each morning all summer long But soon the vines were wrapping the fence Steadying it against the stiff sea wind, And then one day broke into color The same day she got his letter, It was a long letter page after page Of smooth sailing and stormy rage. Every page had a hand drawn boarder of flowers and a white picket fence on the bottom. With each word she knew Her love was not forgotten. Summer heat faded to the fall, The flowers kept blooming as a color wall, Morning Glories lasting the days With stars inside to guide a sailor her way. Fall began to cool the nights And the flowers blooming through all the light, Months ago planted by the fence. A picket hung loose in vine embrace Leaving a small gap just a little space. A small tuff of gray fur And a few disappearing vegetables Meant a bunny was visiting her, Making her garden his table. She gathered a hammer A nail, some wire and string Placed in a basket for the gardener, An went to stop the bunny raids, She was walking to the space with her things, With a broad rimmed hat to give her shade She’d repair that rickety fence. She stopped at the gate And paused, then had to wait, Up the pathway, round the bend, Someone was coming, It was him. Basket dropped, fence and bunny forgot she was off and running down the path to his coming. She almost cried With joy of no longer missing Then once inside Cried amidst the kissing. Fall ended with him home once more, The picket fence not was mended She noticed looking out the door, Maybe it was all as intended He paint it in the springtime And she didn’t mind If it was never repaired, She had her sailor home It was what for which she cared. Gloom |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Something different indeed, and if you could see my smile...you'd know that I was very pleased by the offering... |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, Sunshine, I am pleased by pleasing you, This was a response to a challenge of sorts. Gloom |
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Zinsser Senior Member
since 2001-02-27
Posts 1641Calif. |
Most beautiful..... : ) |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
this is spendid...it is nice to see you walk out of the dark to shed light...helen |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, Zinsser, Glad you enjoyed. Thank you, 1slick_Lady, I can walk most places, even in someone else shoes Pleased you liked it. Gloom |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow, this was indeed something diffferent from you, touching story |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Professor Gloom A beautiful story well told, enjoyed. |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Yes, wonderfully told story, the vivid detail is exquisite and a happy ending! Wonderful! I loved the tying in of the flowers holding the fence together with his letters. It was as if their love was being held together with color-filled lovely blossoms. Wonderful piece with only a few typos that were only mildly distracting for this teacher, but that is corrected with minor editing after the intensity of the emotions in writing it lessen. Superbly crafted, Professor, enjoyed immensely! Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Professor I love story poems! This one is a treasure. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Indeed something different Professor Gloom....I enjoyed this beautiful story of love. Maree  |
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