Monday, March 18, 2013

Barriers


We each have a fence around us,
to each their own, to protect us,
to mark our space in the world
often keeping others out.
We see the grass, seemingly
greener than our own, 
albeit an illusion tempting us 
to go beyond our enclave.
A fence cannot protect us  
from the harsh winds or 
coldness of the world.
It is then that we build 
brick walls.


~McGuffy Ann Morris



Linked to: Imaginary Garden with Real Toads

46 comments:

  1. Beautiful with a great message!

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  2. Ah yes, it is often hard to escape the big bad wolf and his huffing and puffing ....but when we do, life is good! The beginning of your poem is a question I asked myself yesterday, why is it that we/I sometimes run from someone or something?

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    1. Sometimes there are no easy answers, so we retreat for protection.

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  3. I think as we grow up, we learn to build barriers and walls to protect us. Hopefully it's not too high that people can't connect with us ~

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    1. The walls we build can be taken down, if we feel safe.

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  4. When I was house hunting, my number one thing was to have a fenced yard for my doggies. I was more concerned about the yard for them than the house for me!

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    1. Understandable...but a different kind of fence. Important, though!

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  5. Sometimes we have to build a stronger wall

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  6. I surely can relate.
    I always related to the Wall album by Pink Floyd for the same reasons.

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    1. That is my era, the 70s. Yes. I related to them, too. Great songs.Dark Side of the Moon was/is classic.

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  7. Very well done as always. I don't think anyone's grass is greener than mine. I'm just saying.

    Have a terrific day. ☺

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    1. Thank you. That's good that you feel that way!

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  8. So well said. We do build fences around ourselves for protection. Fortunately, sometimes we do meet others we feel safe with and can go beyond our barriers. Once again, you've written a very profound, touching poem. Love your work!

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    1. Lisa, I thank you for your comment and your support.

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  9. Fences aren't always enough and sometimes walls are too much. :(

    The Florida Furkids

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  10. Lovely and thought provoking. You are so talented!

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    1. Beth, this means so much coming from you. You are one of my heroes.

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  11. It is said that fences make good neighbors and that might be true, but walls are best torn down whenever possible, and we can, if we work at it. My grass is brown, but it is still home and I love my life here. A patch of green would be nice though! Fortunately, my neighbors' all look the same. :-)

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    1. There is a time walls must be built. Sometimes they are shelter. If a wall serves no purpose, it should be taken down. There is a time and purpose for everything. And only we can decide that.

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    1. Thanks. It is something I often think.

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  13. I love it that you are an animal advocate and rescuer. Bless you for that! I enjoyed this poem..........I've been watching a very humorous Turf War with encroaching fences and barriers between the two neighbors across the street. Marking their territory. Hee hee. This poem made me think of them.

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    1. Ah, yes. When we bought our house we had to "fight" to put up a fence for our dogs. Our homeowner's association did not "allow" it. Well, we got our fence.

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  14. I love walls, especially the dry-stone walls that prevail in the area where we live.

    We have a 20 foot high stone wall on one side, actually the wall of a 14th century monastery and you can still see where the gothic windows once were. I love it. No prying eyes, except from the ghostly monks :-)
    Pity it doesn't keep the neighbours' cats out, who climb like panthers.

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    1. That sounds beautiful. I apologize for the neighbour's cats. They should be inside, anyway.

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  15. I love the imagery and the thought of this poem, truth is spoken here. Well done.

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    1. Thank you very much for your kind comments. I appreciate it.

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  16. Your poetry is so touching to me.

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    1. Thanks; that means a lot to me. I still wonder if you read my book, and what you thought.

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  17. This is a beautiful write. So much food for thought.
    K

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  18. I love the truth in your words. Very good.

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  19. How we protect ourselves, very thorough, M.A. Yet that fence does not do all, we need other types of devices. I hope that I never become 'a harsh wind or a coldness' to you.
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    1. Jim, you are a wise and wonderful person. Thank you. If you haven't read my poetry book, Weeds, I recommend it.

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  20. It was my job to build real fences for my aunt as a teenager for my aunt to hide all of what she considered her husbands junk. Some of us just can't stop at psychological fences...lol. A sharp point and a great write. Loved it.

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  21. Yes, we need some boundaries for safety from harm. But I do believe that as we learn to trust and open our hearts, we receive love and warmth. Don't build walls so high, out of fear, that it prevents you from connecting. Thank you for visiting my blog :)

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  22. I like this. Very neat and concise yet covering that raw emotion of fear that keeps up behind those walls.

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  23. The walls I generally build are brick. That way it doesn't hurt my brick head... smile

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