Porch Pieces

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