Another Porch ...A Poetry Blog

The leaf unfolds its glory and the tree Once stark and bare is nature’s pride and joy Its lap of shadow sprawls luxuriousl...

The garb of night and yesterday Like love-worn dancers slips away No sound of feet upon the air As they ascend Time’s ...

If we have seen a flower …studied it carefully Methinks we catch a tiny glimpse Of how great God must be If we have see...

Who can predict what will fill a new day? Sorrow and joy interlace Where one is spilling the other will lay Its ready tea...

Repentance is no taper-lit session Nor a lip-service of pathetic pleas It is acknowledgement and heart-confession Wrought ...