Over the back fence

 over the back fence
live memories
some pleasant
some evil
dragging me back
in a muck, where
I don’t want to be
I ignore them
to advance
on the path ahead
there’s  always a back fence
with me - in between
living my present


5 thoughts on “Over the back fence

  1. Reena, I know what you mean about the fence between the two worlds and choosing whether or not to go there. I’ve spent so many hours trying to deconstruct what’s over there, and it hit me that depending on where I am in my thinking, mood, etc, shifts the conclusions. There will never be a final resolution. I enjoyed your poem and like the reminder that it’s a choice to go there.

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