This is posted for today’s Poetics at dVerse for Grace’s prompt – Border. I am also posting for the Tuesday Platform at Real Toads. The links to these pages are: http://dversepoets.com/2017/08/22/poetics-border/ and http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/08/the-tuesday-platform_22.html
Hedges
our small country community consists
of nine houses along the road ending in
a cul-de-sac.
the yards are all separated with thick tall
boxwood hedges –
each of the hedges has a small slip through
in case a neighbor wants to borrow a cup of sugar
or to take a neighbor some peaches
or for kids to go through playing hide and seek.
dogs and cats wander at will in the community
shimmying through the hedges
always going home for lunch and dinner and sleep.
snakes, birds, rabbits, deer, frogs, turtles, raccoons –
they all work their way through the tangled branches
or use the greenery for nesting.
So the hedges do nothing except define property
and back here in our small country community,
That doesn’t really matter.