Cracked Picket Fence

by TheRevelation   Apr 28, 2008


Once fresh and new, only me and you,
The picket fence stands, brown, dead land,
Cracked is the fence that was so tall,
Now it is broken and starting to fall.

Peeling and picked, the sight is sick,
Those days gone, of all the wrongs,
I had been careless and let you in,
My heart battled a war that it could never win.

Forever couldn't stay, there was no way,
It ended short, emergency quickly abort,
I couldn't get away, not from love,
It muscled to my heart with a push and shove.

Now my heart corresponds to the fence,
This is best for us, but at what expense,
Cracked is the heart that beat so fast,
Now it is broken and living in the past.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    I like this 'failed love' poem. Your metaphor was refreshing and powerful. A picket fence, a barrier that is supposed to withstand the hard times. Your fence has failed to do this which shows the reader just how tough this love has been, tough enough to break the inpenetratable fence!
    I also liked the rhyming scheme, although it did not appear to be consistant, faultering in the last stanza. Maybe this was intentional, if so, my apologies! :o)

    A good write 5/5

    Michael

  • 16 years ago

    by Likedudeits Hayley

    I really like this.
    The analogy of a fence representing love is really unorthodox. It's not cliche. Which is a good thing.
    Most poems relating to love are using the same old metaphors, I'm glad you've broekn the cycle.
    Nice work.

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