Another Porch ...A Poetry Blog

Books that touch me/move me as often and deeply as the one below are far and few between! Thank-you Henry! You are my friend though you were...

  The framework of farewell is filled with moments spilled and spent Into a little locket frilled with laughter and lament Where what we arg...

So sorry, sweet little birdies, but filling the feeders needs to wait! A sudden day off due to wild weather has opened the rather rare (ice-...

I wasn't going to do this November's PAD challenge but just too tempting! So many great prompts to lure me out of my writing ruts.....

  I thought this was going to be a roughly 3-stanza poem, maybe 4.  But each stanza seemed to pour out another until the Hallelujah climax! ...

Rats!!! Why is it like this?!  On not-planned to write-much days poems keep pummeling my brain... Title inspired by those two words on...

Across This Avenue where blue commands night’s ebbing surge The Edict of Spent Ages and Sages in Training merge And those wh...

Always on the lookout to add to my poetry collection... We cannot touch Miles, years apart Save for the brush Of heart...

 PAD Challenge Day 4: Write a 'since' poem Since David the Psalmist, And Shakespeare and Frost Since Marvell and Milt...

     Image Source Today’s YDP is another reason I so love the old poets. I love the rush of old ink and such Timeless, the ...

 Whenever I have a few minutes to kill I enjoy a few poems from my poetry cupboard... But for a bit of thought and ink Spilled...