Porch Peace
By John R.Greenwood
Each porch step up
A story to tell
Of lives and loves from
The world that surrounds
Friends stop by and whisper
Did you know? Did you hear?
Porch simple moments
Unchanged through the years
The neighbor's new Chevy
A lost wallet is found
An upcoming wedding
The old barn that burned down
Boys perched on railings
Swinging their feet
Dad hikes up his work pants
That droop in the heat
On the paint worn top step
Giggling girls squished together
As if joined at the hip
Like birds of a feather
Women in blue dresses
Red petunias in clay pots
Babies in playpens
Sleeping or not
Visions of porches
Today or yet to be
Provide a little haven
That's safe for you and me
I wrote this poem for "Porch Pieces" - Artist Bryony Graham's living sculpture.
J.R.G.9.11.10
Dad hikes up his work pants
ReplyDeleteThat droop in the heat
- I smiled at this one. :)
beautiful..
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