
(Pic from Easy Street Prompts. For more inspiring pics for writing, see the Easy Street Widget on the sidebar!)
Divisions, barriers, boundaries
Are just a few words for a fence
But unlike stoic, crusty walls
Fences have many viewing platforms
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Many perspectives lurk in tiers
All framed in some tight, organized lines
Wooden or metal parallels
Hold a gallery of tactile frames
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The other side of a picket fence
Is often a cottage garden
Budding with aromatic herbs
And nostalgic daisies and roses
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The other side of a wrought iron fence
Is draped with sweeping royal walkways
Neatly clipped geometric hedges
And perhaps a King Charles corgi
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A fence style is often a lifestyle
Parading a clear dimension
Where another side of the fence
Is another reality
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Epilogue
I am the other side of your fence
I am landscape you dread to tread
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I am some wild Serenghetti
Just a dot on some forgotten map
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You are the silent, yesterday’s fence
You are the endless, lurking tiers
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You are another murky fence
You are my other reality
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