Another Porch ...A Poetry Blog

 Beneath March snows a garden grows... We are four days away from 'officially spring!' This morning we are enjoying a little lull be...

  Happy, happy March! It is March; let’s wander, thought-loose through the *thawing countryside Where the brook is gushing, rushing beneath ...

I've been muddling away at this poem,  originally begun to celebrate the first day of spring, but life and love made this a slightly  mo...

Jim didn't realize he provided the inspiration for the last line in today's poem when he told me that he carried out a wee, newborn ...

* Where nature's hidden hold  Begins to drip and spill As sweetest wealth of Maple Gold Gives young and old a thrill...   Find your tast...

This poem began percolating on the first day of March while I watched the birdies celebrate with unbridled abandon before the next day turne...

 Happy Already-halfway-through-March?! ...prepare to meet your God.” He who forms the mountains, who creates the wind, and who reveals his t...