Thursday, January 19, 2006

Why Cedar Posts and Barbed Wire Fences?

Good Question!

Let's see first it was the mood I was in when I gave this BLOG a name...and.

Anyone whos been on a farm knows that Cedar Posts are the best. Strong, termites hate them, you can nail no tresspassing signs to them time and time again.

Cedar Posts are enduring, and long lasting as should this site. Barbed Wire Fences.... something that is both needed and hated.

Rules are hated but needed, fences make good neighbors, but close out those that maybe we shouldn't.

Then there's the poem "The Fence That Me and Shorty Built"


Lascara said...

Does the complete poem, Cedar Posts and Barbed Wire Fences, come from somewhere?

Rea Road Neighborhood Coalition said...


The poem is my fault, a sad attempt a being a poet. Some day, I'll complete the "Cedar Posts" poem.

The trouble is the meter, as the "meter" about half way through it is still wrong.

Therefore it is not a poem....yet.

But so far it is this:

Cedar Posts and Barbed Wire Fences
He had a different way of looking at the land,
the trouble at hand
or any circumstance
that might just come along.

And while much in the world has changed
the pull of the mountains
and the range
for him has always been strong.

His back to the wind
he placed the last post
and at last
the day's work was done.

As the seasons changed,
the work got harder
but he still rose
with the sun.

The posts became heavy,
bails of wire he’d need some help
but he just pushed
himself more.

His back now ached
and his legs tired quickly
even his bed
made him sore.

Over the years
he’s always done his best
right up to the present tense,
and he measured his life in cedar posts
and miles of barbed wire fence.