Poem Wishing For Warmth – It’s Going On Somewhere

Porch

Porch

The porch pulled them to its side,
invited nestling upon shaded planks,
recalled cool soft times, clover in fields,
the day she cut his hair, and then they picked
out smooth flat stones,
and lined them along its surface, thick with
years of knobby deck paint.  Against it,
the stones shone like perfect moons to plant upon
winter table tops, reminders
that nights sown by fireflies
were going on some where, some time.

All rights reserved.  Karin Gustafson.

(If you prefer elephants to porches, check out 1 Mississippi by Karin Gustafson on Amazon.)

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