Another Porch ...A Poetry Blog

Be still, and know that I am God. Ps.46:10 I craved a quick woodland-soak this morning before plunging into Sat. tasks... To delight in simp...

Here, in woodland cathedral Here, in a hall of leaves Flowers are falling, autumnal Petal from rainbow eaves Here,...

The wood is such a lovely place Apart from Time’s progressive race With green of moss and limbs that toss Their loss of life...

Maybe it’s the hush as it traces dappled spaces Dripping from lofty and bare-naked limb Or the meekness of nonchalant hemlock...