Porch night

Porch night.

 

The air is thick and sweet.

Warm,

Until the breeze stirs it.

 

The night weighs gently

Of a days-off storm,

Pressing softly,

An ephemeral veil,

With edges of un-fallen rain.

 

The stars glisten,

Crystalline light with edges hazed.

Diffused.

 

The storm will come.

The rain will fall.

The wind will whip.

 

Then it will pass away.

 

Skies will clear.

Things will grow.

 

Peace on that far edge of the storm.

 

On this one,

With soft whispers,

A porch night.

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3 thoughts on “Porch night

    • Thanks. I’ve been waiting for your next one. I also, however, hate when people press me to write before I have something to write about. It never works out.

      • No pressure felt. Thank you for letting me know. It keeps me inspired sometimes. My work is 24/7 from March to May so I rarely have time to write for me. I am done now with the rush so I hope to have something soon. Definitely have the thoughts!

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