Fence RepairA Poem by JRSteel sky, he led us out, nine of us, Scouts, in a line. “Fence
is down, boys, you gotta fix it.” The weight of tin snips, the scratch of
bailing wire against the young of our skin. “You see all that green?” gestured
with the thin of his hand, broken and twisted from years of shearing and fence
repair, out towards the woods beyond the fence. “Them sheep, they see that
green too. Them blackberry bushes. Them weeds all thick and stuff. Them cool
places, under the oaks. Boys, you see their yard?” Mud and scraggly remains of
weeds. Arcane tracks in the dirt of a million hoof stamps. The lean of
generations of sheep, running the same paths, chewing the same weeds, all under
the same azure stamp of sky. “So them sheep, they sit there, day after day,
seeing that green compared to their own dirt, just chewing, thinking of all
that green. Then what happens when the fence goes down? They get to taste it,
the wild, the thick and rich green. They get to thinking that’s their life, out
there, beyond the fence. They think they can just eat them blackberries. They
think they can eat that ivy. Fill them bellies with rich shoots and weeds. They
think they can just eat and eat on all that green, forever. But them sheep,
boys…” He rested his hand on the steel of a T-post, “them sheep don’t know
about them gopher holes that break a leg. Them sheep don’t know about them
coyotes that circle them up. Them sheep don’t know about them cougars, the
worst, the ones that come in the dark of night. They think they can just keep
eating and eating. I tell you what, boys, you learn to keep the fence up. Not
to keep stuff out. Because them sheep don’t know what happens when they are out
there, with all that green and the sky and nothing they’ve known before.” We
worked the snips, we worked the wire. “Out there boys, beyond the wire, in all
that green, with the cougars… out there, ain’t nothing but death. Gotta keep ‘em
here, safe, with the others. Behind this here fence.” © 2020 JR |
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Added on February 21, 2020 Last Updated on February 21, 2020 AuthorJRPlacerville, CAAboutWriting again Interesting times to be living in, kind of a cool time to be a writer and documenting the world. more..Writing
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