Barb- wire, tied with wire to your concrete supports.
Not so new, as you rust away .
What is it you say, keep away! I'm dangerous.
What of your owner I bet he swore when you gashed his hands.
And this is why your in a sorrowful state.
With your supports falling apart, leaning out from the straight .
Rusting barb- wire all your really saying, is Hate, now go away.
And your owner never came back again, so there you stay until you fall.
7 comments:
Gosh your words suit this photo to a tee Olgit. It's sad and melancholic just like the fence.
janice
you use such lovely words
do you teach?
I once tutored troubled children in Grade 6 right at their school for about 5 years but that is the extent of it.
This is wonderful I enjoy reading your work.
Best wishes
Annie
i agree. the photo and words complement each other very well
A strange reminder of how much objects can teach. I also love the way Janic said it.
thanks wanda
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