Another Porch ...A Poetry Blog

  it rattles the branches, maraca-style  it scatters the birds that chatter and croon it chases the girl with honey-sweet smile a...

  I love wordles though its been a long time since I've tried one! The Sunday Whirl offers a weekly prompt For all the thousan...

Men and women seek Other men and women Trying to fill a void within Men and women find Other men and women to nurture ...

But of course, I say as you suavely saunter through the sunset slope of the sky. And I hear languid lyrics of sensuous sorrow col...

In rose dusk a fence of etched trees lace the painted air; nature’s charcoal pencil-trace against a canvas where brief mome...

Gentle yet vivid Waves of realization Split the blue-gold tinted day As summer drifts Though umber limbs Away, away Fix me a Long...

Come darling, plant that kiss right here...or here Love is not a ball and chain Passion swells for rich or poor None can clai...

Here’s to those who would love to be Stay-at-home housewives But the sting of debt’s eternity Alters their envisioned lives Where drawer...

Today is International Housewives ’ Day We will acknowledge the domestic ranks For months and years and centuries They have t...

Housewives …some see it as an allotment for the ignorant And they spurn its humble sound Spring to fall, months, then soon another y...

Jasmine, demons, window, scrap, ample, montage, Flawed, granite, trapped, whistle, domain, sunset This old table in the west ...

If there was an undoing of certain things I would gently loosen time’s tempered strings And trace the scars that it has left As I lay my...

Where wild phlox crawls in purple rivers And azure seas of noon-tide gleam On green fields rolling to forever Beneath the sun’s coronal b...

    Sunday Wordle #58: blur, cocoon, tongue, brittle, burnished, flinty, scrape, rough, barnacles, austere, drenched, chalk The flinty g...

Sunday Whirl 55 There is nothing absolute in the realm of chance An ellipsis of maybes’; But your cute wink and glance Caught me off-guar...

exquisite threads  woven to a familiar ache shelved memories open ...no shimmy or shake to unfold ethereal edges -thought origami a...

They saw a man Staggering, bloody and torn Bearing His own cross He saw a Plan Hope for slaves of addiction The broken and the lost They...

Come; appease my sweet addiction Of dusk ’s hand across the west For my story of affliction And of love must pause to rest… Oh, do not...

Thought sweeps over me that I cannot bear Grief’s alchemist sports a merciless craft as supple portions of angst and despair overtake tend...

A drama unfolds outside my window Unscripted scene of inherent bliss Its gestures are subtle, its sources quite hidden yet its delive...