Another Porch ...A Poetry Blog

Wow! Where did last week go?? Oh yes, now I remember... It slipped, as every moment has Through That Which Is To That Which Was... Its beami...

How sacredly grief keens awareness  to the preciousness of  what we sometimes call Ordinary. How it stuns us, as we realize  it is Love! and...

Ephesians 5:15 - 16 Pay careful attention, then,  to how you walk,  not as unwise but as wise, redeeming the time,  because the days are evi...

Happy July! Glorious, sun-drenched blue-sky July! The gardener's playground, A child's splash of freedom from school-routines A poet...

Today's poem-prompt form Robert Lee Brewer @ Writer's Digest: For today's prompt, write a persona poem.  A persona poem is just ...

I'm currently working at painting and preparing a vacant bedroom as a spare bedroom (aka grandchildren's sleepover room😊😉💓) Two c...

Dear Father Time... I never tire of your ways... Your sweet and sun-steeped golden days...(today, a balmy 20C) Your contours, swaddled in so...

Is the haste of a season sometimes almost more than you can bear too? Tonight we lingered, sipping rich, black espresso in the crisp, gold d...