Poetry Friday is being hosted today by Poetry For Children and I am thrilled to join in again! Check out the other contributions. Happy Summer!
I walk the high board fence between our yards
Escorting the black hose the length of the flower bed
Hissing fallen petals, shed leaves and dust ahead of us.
Your glory vine is pushing fingers through the planks,
Spying at my boys as they lounge in the hammock
My leadwort is getting positively coquettish,
Throwing its sky blue tresses clear over the wall.
In your direction.
Neither of us mind.
You peek at me through the slits in the boards grinning
Passing bags of Cambodian shrimp chips over to us
Or dropping candy bars to my jazzed 6 year old
I bow and wave and wish you a good day
Sometimes sending over a bouquet of mint
Or a few choice stems of rose blossom
And over us, your banana cluster ripens benevolently
While my passiflora vine tenderly creeps up
Into the arms of your apple tree.
I enjoyed your poem, Carlie -- sounds like you have a lovely backyard! Nice ending.
ReplyDeleteCarlie, it sounds like the fence doesn't prevent connections and it sounds lovely in nature.
ReplyDeleteI don't think we've met, Carlie - but I'm delighted to get a peek into your (and your neighbour's!) backyard. Absolutely loved that lush poem! And the cute little legs up in the tree canopy. :)
ReplyDeleteI love this Carlie - the glimpse of your fence and the world on either side is just lovely.
ReplyDeleteOh, this is so lovely, filled with fabulous imagery and compelling word choice. How delightful that your fence is a living connection between you and your neighbor. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteThanks for joining the Poetry Friday fun and sharing this glimpse into your life, your backyard, and a classic linked poem!
ReplyDeleteLove the images of plants growing where they will, regardless of a fence!
ReplyDeleteThank you giving us a peek into you back yard. Your description is lovely!
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