Another Porch ...A Poetry Blog

  Treasuring these summer days before they fall in echo-snow.... Composed of moments none can see or feel with hands and feet Aftermath of R...

God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Psalm 46:1 This morning we received word that my sister's brother-in-la...

Blessed are those who mourn.  Matt.5:4 Stunned again, by the suddenness of death (my daughter's friend's dad) this community mourns ...

For young people everywhere Don't Give Up! No child can outgrow their mother's prayers... I really pray for our young people right n...

My blog is a bit of a poem-diary as years go by... sometimes it's interesting to look back and see what I wrote on this date  7...

The dark is blanched where full-moon light Paints hill and dale all silver-white As silent-silent falls the night Like a s...

 I'm a greeting-card 'keeper'. I think I get it from my mom. She called the other day and shared a chuckle from a card I...

The toil of life can wear us thin Its strife can vex the bravest grin It draws its laws across our skin And no one...