Barbed Wire Touch

Our lives pass, one by the other.

Sometimes I reach out to hang

a hope, a wish, a dream, some love

on your fast passing barbs.

You reject my offerings, instead

you swing in for the pound of 

flesh not owed nor freely given.

Seeking not love offerings but

blood and flesh on your barbs.

You don’t want love offerings.

You crave blood and tears.

Riding fast past a barbed

wire fence is dangerous.

One step too close and

you are cut to ribbons.

But this fence moves!

Entangles. Wraps. Reaches.

This fence doesn’t want

to keep the prey it snares.

They are more fun when

you can snag them

another time.

You don’t want my love.

My blood and flesh, 

sweat and bitter tears.

Master of the side swipe,

you know how to reach

the tender parts. 

Deep wounds bleed.

Silent sacrifice cries.

You leave. Waiting.

I’ll heal. You’ll shine

and be back for another

pound and a pint.

I should start carrying

fencing pliers to cut you.Image



  1. Earl said,

    April 8, 2013 at 4:57 pm

    like it

  2. April 8, 2013 at 5:04 pm

    This is timely. I can relate today. 😦

  3. Doug said,

    April 8, 2013 at 6:19 pm

    Very well written and easy to share the hurt. . .

  4. Eric said,

    April 8, 2013 at 8:09 pm

    The words are as sharp as those barbed wire points.

    Also, the photo is fantastic! The round rain drops and thin, silky cobwebs add so much contrast to the sharp, hard barbed wires.

  5. brian miller said,

    April 9, 2013 at 5:40 pm

    yikes…cut you up for sure….when you least expect it…def feel the pain as well…got a few scars myself…

  6. aka_andrea said,

    April 15, 2013 at 8:46 pm

    oh this is very good and a little wicked as well, love how you know exactly what will happen and that you will come out of it strong and ready for more!

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