Over There
The fence is long and high where we love
You cant see the other side where they live
Ive spied with my little eye
And Ive sighed with my little sigh
But it seems Ive give all that I can give
Every hour I have to count to ten
And a thousand times Ive thought again
But it seems Ive given all that I can give
Is there anyone there
Here is the fence that they built
{over there}
This is the fence that hate built
Is anyone there
{over there}
This is the fence that turns one into two
I want to break through but Im though if I do
Ive tried with my little try
And Ive cried with my little cry
But it seems that the gate holds the only clue
Every hour I have to count to ten
And a thousand times Ive though again
But it seems Ive given all that I can give
Is there anyone there
Here is the fence that they built
{over there}
This is the fence that hate built
Is anyone there
{over there}
[brilliant solo from stan the man]
Every hour I have to count to ten
And a thousand times Ive thought again
Is there anyone there
Here is the fence that they built
{over there}
This is the fence that hate built
Is anyone there
{over there}
Is there anyone there
Here is the fence that they built
{over there}
This is the fence that hate built
Is anyone there
{over there}
But it seems Ive give all that I can give
Is there anyone there
Here is the fence that they built
{over there}
This is the fence that hate built
Is anyone there
{over there}
song performed by by Housemartins

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The Other Greener Pasture
that is the usual case
when you look over the fence that you just built
your eyes gaze to the other side
greener than yours
i mean, the grass, not the greenness of your iris
if you could have built a higher fence
so that you can narrow your gaze
within the four corners of your walls
and live this life that is all yours to own
you could have been happier here
but life is not meant to be
just that
four walls, a higher fence, taking all that come
sitting down
and breathing the air inside
the lungs
which until now have not seen the
rays of the sun
play the game
climb a tree
try jumping over your fences
it is only then when
you realize
that after all
your grass has always been
greener
your air more fresh
your fence most stable.
after all you got a poodle
a rose, a butterfly, a bird,
and this PC
that knows how to write poetry.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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On the Boundary
I Love the ancient boundary-fence,
That mouldering chock-and-log.
When I go ride the boundary
I let the old horse jog
And take his pleasure in and out
Where the sandalwood grows dense,
And tender pines clasp hands across
The log that tops the fence.
’Tis pleasant on the boundary-fence,
These sultry summer days;
A mile away, outside the scrub,
The plain is all ablaze,
The sheep are panting on the camps,
The heat is so intense;
But here the shade is cool and sweet
Along the boundary-fence.
I love to loaf along the fence,
So does my collie dog,
He often finds a spotted cat
Hid in a hollow log;
He’s very near as old as I
And ought to have more sense,
I’ve hammered him so many times
Along the boundary-fence.
My mother says that boundary fence
Must surely be bewitched;
The old man says that through that fence
The neighbours are enriched;
It’s always down, and through the gaps
Our stock all get them hence,
I takes me half my time to watch
The doings of that fence.
But should you seek the reason
You won’t travel very far,
’Tis there a mile away among
The murmuring Belar:
The Jones’s block joins on to ours,
And so, in consequence,
It’s part of Polly’s work to ride
Their side the boundary-fence.
poem by Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake

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Humbug
Across the fence we stand on looking;
Nevertheless, I can see your glances,
hear your talks, smell your presence,
feel the currents and taste the essence
of your vision, in thought, part by part
and the response I got to my dart.
Notwithstanding the fence, we’re not apart.
Over the fence we do yet communicate.
Corporals are fenced to ensure chastity;
Any fence to forbid sexual amity?
Then why is all this humbug?
10.04.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Just A Fence
I say this in truth and not in pretense
All else I wish to own is just a fence
A fence that is made out of steel or wood
Placed around my property as it should
Around my home to protect like a guard
So my dogs won't escape from their yard
I want them to be free without a restraint
To run and play without a neighbors complaint
A fence also to be a barrier from the street
So the many dangers or hazards they will not meet
But sadly I am poor and I have no extra expense
So all that I wish for, is just a fence.
poem by Randy McClave

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The Fence
Around my yard there stands a fence
It keeps the outside world out and I safe within
Though the structure is not that immense
It does the purpose as which it was built for and meant.
Neighbors and strangers it keeps out of my yard
Along with their trash and pets which does it harm
I am my yards protector, landscaper and guard
As it is my beauty, and not a trash bin or someone's farm.
My fence allows and welcomes the sunshine and the wind
Mother nature is always welcomed to visit and roam
The squirrels and the birds are always welcomed in
And welcome are the bee's with the pollen they've sewn.
Around my yard there stands a fence
It protects my yard from the enemies about
Too me it makes such perfect sense
Better to stop the entering, than for me to scream and shout.
As my yard is not the playground for a child to use
Or a shortcut for many persons to walk or run
As it it my yard which I won't neglect or abuse
And the work that I do on it, it will never be done.
In the summertime there will be plants to raise
And the leaves to rake when it becomes the fall
While hoping mother nature with me will always stay
And because of my fence, it will protect it all.
Around my yard there stands a fence
It protects and guards my yard everyday of the year
To others though it might cause an offense
As though it tells the people, not to come over here.
It is my yard which is mine to raise it like a child
To cut it and groom it and keep it nice for all to see
But truly it is GOD'S acre, which I saved from the wild
Then through the wonder of nature, in life I do believe.
So as days will come you will see myself in my yard
And sometimes you might see me nervous and tense
I hate clutter and trash so from there it is always barred
Also to protect my yard and myself, is my mighty fence.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave

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The Fence
I built the fence on a cold grey hill
With bar and shovel and axe and maul
And quite a measure of toil and will,
For I needed a paddock to clear and till,
So I dug the holes by the bloodwoods tall
And I felled the ones that grew on the line
And cut them into a handy length
That would serve the purpose of my design,
For each a link in the fence's spine,
And each would add to the fence its strength.
Each post I barked, and I sapped and stood
In a line as straight as a rifle shot,
And the sap ran red from the honest wood
Of the native gum that was sound and good
And with age would harden and never rot,
Then the wire, I strung, and I strained it tight,
And each post I fixed to the jagged wire,
So my fence was finished by fall of night
When my gaze was drawn to a distant light
And I turned for the warmth of home and fire.
© Dennis N. O'Brien,2011 - 2012
poem by Dennis N. O'Brien

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I actually do my own renovations. I designed and built a 100-foot split-cedar rail fence to enclose my property. It was one of the hardest things I've ever done. Don't recommend doing it alone. I also built a 100-square-foot back porch. Again, don't recommend doing it alone.
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Defenses
She'll never say it
This, nor the other:
She will never
ever
love again
The fence her fortress
forewarning 'bidding
'boding
The fence her offense
insipid speech of silence
tepid
The fence is fencing
The fence her armour
sword word arrow
passive aggressive
disconnected
sultry desultory dagger
But when she lowers her glasses
in such the way smiling
i steal a glimpse
there is no defense
copyright Randy Resh 2008
The Toronto Quarterly,2009
poem by Randy Resh

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Ballet Mecanique
A thousand puppets
Waiting for a call
A thousand puppets
Afraid to fall
Try to walk, try to dance
Try to talk and wanna get their chance
One guy stands over there
He pretends to go somewhere
He shouts out
"Follow me
Only then you will see
What's it all, all about
Only then you will see
What's it all, all about
Hey you there, stop to shout
Stop to shout"
"Follow me and my advice
Stop to think
Ain't this nice?
I will tell you what to do
If you let me count for you
Un, deux, trois"
"Follow me and my advice
Stop to think
Ain't this nice?
I will tell you what to do
If you let me count for you
Stop to shout
Stop to shout"
I prefer to lose my mind
Not knowing what to do
Through your eyes I will be blind
Through your eyes and you
I don't wanna learn
Learn your dance
I don't care for this advance
I don't wanna learn your dance
I don't care for this advance
That's for now the one defense
Not to be caught behind your fence
I prefer to be a freak
And the world might call me weak
If you give me immediate sense
I know I move behind your fence
I know I move behind your fence
I know I move behind your fence
song performed by by Yello

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Ballet Mecanique
A thousand puppets
Waiting for a call
A thousand puppets
Afraid to fall
Try to walk, try to dance
Try to talk and wanna get their chance
One guy stands over there
He pretends to go somewhere
He shouts out
"Follow me
Only then you will see
What's it all, all about
Only then you will see
What's it all, all about
Hey you there, stop to shout
Stop to shout"
"Follow me and my advice
Stop to think
Ain't this nice?
I will tell you what to do
If you let me count for you
Un, deux, trois"
"Follow me and my advice
Stop to think
Ain't this nice?
I will tell you what to do
If you let me count for you
Stop to shout
Stop to shout"
I prefer to lose my mind
Not knowing what to do
Through your eyes I will be blind
Through your eyes and you
I don't wanna learn
Learn your dance
I don't care for this advance
I don't wanna learn your dance
I don't care for this advance
That's for now the one defense
Not to be caught behind your fence
I prefer to be a freak
And the world might call me weak
If you give me immediate sense
I know I move behind your fence
I know I move behind your fence
I know I move behind your fence
song performed by by Yello

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Denotation and connotation
Fence means boundary by denotation.
Fence means barrier by connotation.
Good fence makes good crops.
Good fence makes good neigbours.
.25.12.2006.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Dad
The two Gibraltars in the yard
never were delivered.
They have always been there.
The twenty years I lived there
the neighbors never said a word.
Their shrieks would shatter both
if they could see them.
The redwood fence my father built
is tall enough to cover his.
It will be tall enough, he swears,
in time to cover mine.
My father says before he dies
he'll sell his own Gibraltar
and leave the house, the yard,
the redwood fence to me
to guarantee that I keep mine.
poem by Donal Mahoney

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In baseball you hit your home run over the right-field fence, the left-field fence, the center-field fence. Nobody cares. In golf everything has got to be right over second base.
quote by Ken Harrelson

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Sitting On A Fence
Sitting on a fence is a man who sees no sense in fighting
Sitting on a fence is a man who sees no sense at all
Sitting on a fence is a man who strokes his twenty beards
Sitting on a fence is a man who drink real ale
But the real problem with this man
Is he says he cant when he can
Hed rather not get his hands dirty
Hell still be there when hes thirty
I told myself to keep my mouth shut
But I still end up saying if and but
I lied to myself right from the start
And Ive just worked out that Im falling apart
Sitting on a fence
Sitting on a fence is a man who looks up to his guardian
Sitting on a fence is a man who swings from poll to poll
Sitting on a fence is a man who sees both sides of both sides
Sitting on a fence is a man who looks down on opinion
But the real problem with this man
Is he says he cant when he can
Hes rather not get his hands dirty
Hell still be there when he is thirty
I told myself to keep my mouth shut
But I still end up saying if and but
I lied to myself right from the start
And Ive just worked out that Im falling apart
Sitting on a fence
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Ballet Mechanique
A thousand puppets
Waiting for a call
A thousand puppets
Afraid to fall
Try to walk, try to dance
Try to talk and wanna get their chance
One guy stands over there
He pretends to go somewhere
He shouts out
Follow me
Only then you will see
Whats it all, all about
Only then you will see
Whats it all, all about
Hey you there, stop to shout
Stop to shout
Follow me and my advice
Stop to think
Aint this nice?
I will tell you what to do
If you let me count for you
Un, deux, trois
Follow me and my advice
Stop to think
Aint this nice?
I will tell you what to do
If you let me count for you
Stop to shout
Stop to shout
I prefer to lose my mind
Not knowing what to do
Through your eyes I will be blind
Through your eyes and you
I dont wanna learn
Learn your dance
I dont care for this advance
I dont wanna learn your dance
I dont care for this advance
Thats for now the one defense
Not to be caught behind your fence
I prefer to be a freak
And the world might call me weak
If you give me immediate sense
I know I move behind your fence
I know I move behind your fence
I know I move behind your fence
song performed by by Yello

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Ballet Mechanique
A thousand puppets
Waiting for a call
A thousand puppets
Afraid to fall
Try to walk, try to dance
Try to talk and wanna get their chance
One guy stands over there
He pretends to go somewhere
He shouts out
Follow me
Only then you will see
Whats it all, all about
Only then you will see
Whats it all, all about
Hey you there, stop to shout
Stop to shout
Follow me and my advice
Stop to think
Aint this nice?
I will tell you what to do
If you let me count for you
Un, deux, trois
Follow me and my advice
Stop to think
Aint this nice?
I will tell you what to do
If you let me count for you
Stop to shout
Stop to shout
I prefer to lose my mind
Not knowing what to do
Through your eyes I will be blind
Through your eyes and you
I dont wanna learn
Learn your dance
I dont care for this advance
I dont wanna learn your dance
I dont care for this advance
Thats for now the one defense
Not to be caught behind your fence
I prefer to be a freak
And the world might call me weak
If you give me immediate sense
I know I move behind your fence
I know I move behind your fence
I know I move behind your fence
song performed by by Yello

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Move with a reservation
Imagine a field with a fence.
Imagine it without a fence.
Imagine it with a fence and a gate,
Like which must be your contact field.
27.12.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Oft Times Tis Better
Sometimes tis better
to not know the answers
Better to not know
what’s on the other side of the fence
Oft times tis better
To live in the not knowing
To allow one’s imagination
To indulge in suspense
Sometimes it’s better
The fact of not knowing
To let others enlighten us
Of the truth, not pretense
Sometimes tis better
To be dumb and be blind
To not see or to hear
What might torment one’ sense
Sometimes tis better
And oft times less bitter
Since oft times not knowing
tis one’s only defense
Sometimes tis better
To dwell in the darkness
To be a bit unenlightened of…
What’s on the other side of the fence
poem by David Whalen

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False Appearance
The grass is always greener on your side of the fence
although it doesn't appear that way.
When you cross to the other side of the fence
it becomes as clear as day.
poem by Edwina Reizer

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I Took Care Of You
I took care of you when you were young,
And now you are matured enough to take your own decisions;
But think twice before you jump that fence!
Because you can easily expose your nakedness to all,
And like a ball thrown over the fence.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis

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