Another Porch ...A Poetry Blog

 April Collage... Somehow you keep us caught between Beyond our years and seventeen One day gray-cold, the next warm-gol...

 It was a late-getting-dishes-done evening after what I originally thought was going to be a long-walk-at sunset-evening.  Instead...

We are heirs of those Who left behind for us The aftermath of what they chose Therefore it begs us thus …to consider w...

Is there any face friendlier than those first flower-grins?! Crocus, violet, pansy, oh, Daffodil-strewn glade Purple-yell...

We are woven Need Need to breathe, need to eat, need to love, Need to pray, need to trust the Provider Which these Need-cre...