My poem, inspired by Robert Frost’s Good Fences make good neighbors (Mending Wall), and my own neighbor’s fence.


I bought a house upon the shore

Where neighbors dropped by door to door

Then one citizen grew a thorn

That was when the 1st fence was born

From front to back, as high as me

Beyond that point, no longer see

I thought his neighbor must be bad

To make this fence builder so mad

This was the house across the lake

Not a concern for me to take

Until a friend three houses down

Found fence posts popping from the ground

With sympathy I did listen

As her tears down cheeks did glisten

Beyond that fence I could not see

Until this scourge happened to me

I bought a house upon the shore

Where neighbors gathered door to door

No one seems to care except me

Of lost shoreline camaraderie 

Happy Thanksgiving!

Tom the Turkey has been through a lot! After his creation he lost his base, some toes, and even his tail fell off. I was able to patch him up for the big day with help from super glue, Elmer’s glue and a little bit more clay. He is now coated with a clear coat finish and ready to stand out as the center piece he was meant to be.


I haven’t written poems for quite a while. While shopping, I over heard some ladies talking about how time flies when they are browsing. That inspired me to come up with this. 

Not enough time 
it is soon gone
yet in heartbreak 
it takes too long 

When having fun 
time will fly by 
in misery 
it slows, but why?

If want long lives 
in endless time 
then must endure 
life filled with slime 

Like food eaten 
but not tasted 
joy speeds time up 
like years wasted 

So give to me 
a life that’s fast 
I do not care 
for time to last