Blue Porch Swing

A fading shade; built with care
once bright, now reminiscent
of coming winter.

Time-bent frame; piney dreams
of summer days, gone
now splintered.

Binding rings; stretching link
rusted chains, cold rains
blow bitter.

Reviews

[W.k.kortas]

There is an appealing wistfulness here combined with the fin-de-siecle tone which permeates the piece; it's brief, but not under-written, and it's quite visual given its length. A very nice piece of writing.

[Rick r]

Thank you much, w.k. After taking a quick gander at several of your pieces, the briefness of mine does stand out. I've found that I can easily "over-write" something, when I'm not careful. I need to find a happy median. I appreciate your read and comment.

[W.k.kortas]

Brevity is the soul of wit; I tend to fall short on brevity and wit.

[Rick r]

Haha. But long on good ink.