This week we have ‘wood’ to work with for TJ’s challenge. Now, I could have chosen any number of things, chairs, tables, etc. but I thought I would write about our poor old garden fence instead.
Battered and broken,
propped up, drunkenly swaying
Its days are numbered!
Clever! It sounds like your fence has lived a full fence life. 😉
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Thanks Karen. Yes it served us well! 🙂
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i feel rather like that old fence right about now. tough day at work yesterday at work. i’ll have my entry up sometime this morning. -KIA
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Oh no, I hope you feel more relaxed now 🙂
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Getting there. Thx
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Definitely… lol! Great take, Judy!
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This is brilliant! I’m liking the thought of a drunken fence swing in the wind!
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The poor old thing is passed its prime! 🙂
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Really cool… Now for the odd thought… This described my mother’s father, whose last name was Wood.
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Ha HA! I LOVE that! Poor old Mr Wood! 🙂
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Yes, it was tragic. As he has been gone 50 years, I would imagine he has had plenty of time to reflect and “mend some fences” 😉
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Very clever, Annette. I should hope so! 😉
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Just so. Fabulous! 😀
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I can see how the old fence inspired you. Well done!
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Thanks Teagan. Poor old thing, is a bit past its prime now.
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Your fence has character! Lovely haiku! 🙂
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Thanks Tonya. 🙂
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Nice Haiku, Judy. “drunkenly swaying” so visual, love it. Interesting timing, as yesterday I struggled with our backyard gate. It had fallen a while ago, lying in the snow, “broken and battered”. I heaved it up and leaned it against the fence hoping to keep my daughter’s dog from escaping onto the street and ending up splattered. Mind you, a half decent wind could knock it down again but that’s as handy as we get around our place 🙂
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I am not into DIY either, but my husband put the fence up in the first place a few years ago. He fusses every time we have a windy day, and it managed to survive! This year, however ,it has succumbed! 😦
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The Fence is dead, Long Live the Fence!
xxx Huge Hugs xxx
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HaHA! It shall be cremated when we get a new one! Huge hugs back xxxxx
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I really love this Judy, brilliant take.
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Thank you 🙂
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That is a haiku loaded with great visuals! Maybe you can re-purpose some of the wood into something to remember all the fence’s years of service 😉
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Well my husband is pretty handy, so he might be able to do something with it 🙂
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Loved your haiku to memorialize the ‘battered and broken.’
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Thanks Olga. That poor old fence is not long for this world! 🙂
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Hello, and thanks for stopping by. I am Judy, in my (very) early fifties and decided that life definitely gets more interesting as it goes on! I am a wife and a mum and have just finished University as a Registered Nurse, after having worked as an Associate Practitioner in the NHS. I am also a poet and the author of my debut book, 'Rhymes of the Times.' I love to laugh, and I love rhyming words too, so I joined the two together, and my book was born. I am currently working on another book in the series also. I am a prolific blogger and enjoy writing funny stories, anecdotes, and anything really that takes my fancy.
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