Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Poem: Porch Sitting

Porch Sitting

It is cool and dark on the porch.
You sit there, comfortable in the historic debris,
the peeling paint, the faded colors, looking

out into the bright green light of morning,
afraid to step out,
yearning for what

is right in front of you.


The picture is of the Dewy Inn, in Bennington, VT. Thomas Jefferson and James Madison stayed there and now it is nearly derilict right in the main section of historic Bennington. A lovely, almost ruin. You can click on it for a larger version.



Maggie said...

Very nice. Fabulous image.

Tom Atkins said...

Thank you Maggie.

Leonora said...

Ahh, porch sitting. My favorite summer pastime.

Margie said...

We have a porch and I love to sit on it, day & night!
So enjoyed this poem!