Of Bollards And Berms Options

[Norman D Gutter]

Hello folks. The muse has worked a little lately, and I was able to finish this sonnet that's been kicking around in my head for three years or so. Due to the un-peaceful Christmas rush, I may or may not be back to this until company leaves.


Of Bollards And Berms

I sunk my bollards deep, to solid rock,
a barricade both visible and stout,
then linked them all with chains and double locks
to close me in and keep the temptress out.

And then, for extra help, I built a berm,
an earth embankment towering and wide,
a static wall designed to help me spurn
the constant lust that haunted deep inside.

She penetrated those, and my resolve
disintegrated, thrown to wave and wind.
Protections I erected soon dissolved.
Forgive me, Lord, you know that I have sinned.

"Dear child, through brokenness learn what you lack.
I give you My forgiveness. Welcome back."

[Guest_Don_*]

Hi Norman,

Long time, no see. Thanks for sharing once again. Wishing you and yours a merry Christmas and a very prosperous new year.

No nits.

Don

[jgdittier]

Dear Norman,
Yes, it's good to hear from you again and hopefully you'll visit more often or take
up permanent residence.
I guess the good intentions of man are fated to yield under the pressure of distaff delight but that we'll be forgiven.
Do I sense a faint resemblance to the story of the "Three Little Pigs".
Cheers, Ron jgd

[Norman D Gutter]

Don and Ron:

Thanks for reading this and commenting. I did not intend for this to resemble the three little pigs story. I hope no one else thinks so.

NDG