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holds cows and people farms western cowboy land roaming grass must have poles or will fall also used in urban areas such as backyards etc made of wood can be tall or short sometimes painted sometimes just wood or other material holds things together and not good for imagination
By Shannon on 08.04.2010
“We’re going to have to mend some fences eventually,” Sheila said. “There’s always a need to make peace with family even if you don’t particularly like them.” “What? What are you talking about?” Barbie asked petulantly. “Nothing,” Sheila said as she pushed her sister’s stroller. “Just thinking about our future.”
By Izolda on 08.04.2010
I looked down the street. There were houses and fences and yards everywhere. It was a suburban nightmare, with excessive neatness and quietness. I could just picture the 2.5 children in each house. Nothing was out of place. It was just how he would like it. It was too easy to picture him here.
By Narumi L. Compson URL on 08.04.2010
He watched the little dog run around in circles. It was trying so hard to jump the ramps and fences, but it just kept tripping over its ears. He made a mental note: basset hounds do not make good agility dogs.
By Alison URL on 08.04.2010
fences are made to be hopped, right? i mean yeah, they’re supposed to either keep out or keep in but in reality, they don’t actually go that high now do they?
By Laurel on 08.04.2010
Building fences was a recent development in their civilization. That would keep the enemy out. But would it also keep out friends and weary travelers who needed help? They would not know for millenia to come.
By Em URL on 08.04.2010
fences kept her out of my life for so long. she had been my best friend until the fence we built was taller than either one of us could see over.
By Julie URL on 08.04.2010
Looking over the fence ,I saw a young couple holding hands and whispering into each others ears.
By Jay on 08.04.2010
fences – so sharp and refined
they keep me from escaping the thoughts in my mind.
By Stacey URL on 08.04.2010
Fences? What an odd word to have to write about. I’m not a fan of fences, really. The close things off.
Keep you out.
Don’t let you know their secrets.
Especially those stereotypical white ones.
By Taylor URL on 08.04.2010
Fences. Something that keep a garden or people in or out. Something perhaps of insecurity. A Paramore song. We all have our own fences. Do you choose to jump them or paint them? Ask yourself that.
By Emily on 08.04.2010
She put up fences.
She put up walls.
She’s too different. Too special.
That they can’t love her for who she is.
She’s too different.
By teeea URL on 08.04.2010
As I was out walking in my favorite park, far from any other signs of humanity, I encountered a fence. As I walked along it, I eventually came to a sign that read “No Trespassing”. Remembering that song by Tesla called “Signs”, I was inspired. I jumped the fence to righteously shout at the owner. They say’ll the bullet wounds are healing nicely and I should get out of intensive care in about a week.
By Manata URL on 08.04.2010
are made for falling on. Remember the end of “Hand that rocks the cradle”? That woman dreamed of her white picket fences. And she got it in the end. Right in the guts.
By WaysoftheForce URL on 08.04.2010
A simple fence is what spereated us from being together. Needless to say, it drove me crazy that I was missing the time of my life because I was grounded, but I didn’t really feel like letting a fence stop me either.
By Luke URL on 08.04.2010
Wooden fences I’ve always never liked very much since they have a splintering possibility with even you just touching them. Also a metal fence just pokes you.
By Pork pork pork URL on 08.04.2010
I try to mend fences. I will try even this time. I do not like to live in this world, knowing that you and I have a big gaping distance between us. No matter what happens, I’d like to know that I, at least, can count on a smile from you. I’ll mend the fence.
By Evesreflections URL on 08.04.2010
I built a bridge over water, which connected my estate to that of my neighbour. He tore it down. So I built it again. Again it was torn down. I thought to myself, why do people refuse to interact with one another. It turns out he was just saving the fishes.
By Siege URL on 08.04.2010
Are made of wood, they keep your dogs in the yard. They may also keep your weird neighbours out of your yard. They can also be made of plastic or metal. When I was young I used to climb fences and go into everyones yard while playing hide and seek. It was a great time!!!
By Malorie on 08.04.2010
Instead of building fences, Cheryl decided to plant flowers. Tall ones – sunflowers, calla lilies, flowering bushes. That way, her neighbours would know the boundaries, but not be afraid to talk. And her cats would have a place to play.
By Tori L. Ridgewood URL on 08.04.2010
I try not to put up fences between me and the people I love. Sometimes, they just pop up expectantly. Other times, I want to see who’ll climb other them.
By Jessica on 08.04.2010
there are fences built up around houses, and around hearts. they work the same way and serve the same purpose. however, fences around houses can easily be broken down, fences around hearts are made of steel. they are much more difficult to climb over, and most of the time, there is no gate.
By keee URL on 08.04.2010
barbed wire, tangled, sharp requiring tetanus shots. flaking white pine slats – nails protruding. stone piles, elegantly disarrayed
By Jamie Pondera URL on 08.04.2010
Fences can be:
By Meredith on 08.04.2010
Antibiotics, our defenses–our fences. Dr Oz says that they will fail us. Bodies have become numb.
By Melissa on 08.04.2010
White fences surround each and every house on Maple Street. Each house is painted a powder blue. Each one of them is clean as a whistle. And each one of them has a dead body, covered in blood, hidden in the darkest corner of the house.
By miatetangco URL on 08.04.2010
Fences are only obstacles to be avoided, knocked over, jumped.
By magaferd on 08.04.2010
I had always wanted a picket-fence kind of life. With a dog and a little house in the suburbs and two beautiful children. With a loving husband and PTA meetings. I had wanted that life growing up. It seemed like a wonderful thing but now…. It longer seemed so nice. I had all of it. I even had the Golden Retriever named Buddy. My son named him. But all this… It seemed superficial and silly. I felt.. Bored and lazy. I loved my children, my husband was amazingbut I… Felt like there was more to life. I wanted to explore. Travel. I needed to get away from my picket-fence life.
By Moira URL on 08.04.2010
All white, pickets reaching towards the sky, fences. Surrounding me. Caging me in. Keeping the others out… These are the functions of fences. Brambles grow up the bars. I paint them white…
By Ashley<3 URL on 08.04.2010
A loss of control from the centering focus, a destructive decive yields within. Something to stop the outrageous plan, how to destroy the bin. No one yet to understand the deadly corrosive sin.
By Frank on 08.04.2010
fences. do they make good neighbors? or do they keep out new ideas, new friends, and new experiences. I wish there weren’t so many fences int he world. Fences prevent so much.
By Alyssa URL on 08.04.2010
fences. do they make good neighbors? or do they keep out new ideas, new friends, and new experiences. I wish there weren’t so many fences in the world. Fences prevent so much.
I hate fences. They always seem to make some sort of boundary to my life, the places I want to go but simply can’t manage to. White pickets – the unattainable American dream, so far off on the horizon and yet so tempting to the common man.
What people don’t realize is that fences also have gates, leading to the outside of the world – where would we be with just a fence that leads to and guards absolutely nothing? Nowhere, that’s where. It’s a tragedy, we know, but something we just have to put up with.
By Kitty on 08.04.2010
There are fences around the houses in my neighbourhood. I’ve lived here 19 years and don’t know anyone’s name.
By Nicole120 URL on 08.04.2010
mend fences. build them. all to be a good neighbor. what if I want to live alone? what if i dont feel neighborly? and the mending, who is supposed to be responsible?
By caity URL on 08.04.2010
The grass is not always greener on the other side (of the fence)!
By MytaraE URL on 08.04.2010
are what you put around your life to make yourself feel secure
By Fiona on 08.04.2010
We hopped the fences, our socks getting caught on the chain link, our clothes ripping at the seams. But it’s how we always did it. Going the long and easy route would have been pointless
By maya on 08.04.2010
The last time that I climbed a fence was when I was a senior in high school. That just happens to be about fifteen years ago.
By gjamescarrow URL on 08.04.2010
the fences still hold me in but this time i’m okay with feeling safe. everyone is packing up and leaving home and i feel wonderful everything i could ever want and need…i have i feel blessed. i love these fences and everything they bare.
i’m not ready yet… and there is no rush :)
By abra URL on 08.04.2010
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.