Views From the Porch

It is as if the trees dangle from the sky.

The empty limbs bare against the lilac wallpaper;

the most beautiful room in the house.

The sun would set in the glass doors;

a painting most nights.

 

The lilac transcends to black

and here I am underneath the stars.

My moon I would say;

Forever I will remain a child at heart.

 

With the sky being my limit;

the porch my stage,

 

 I will dance in the rain with no one watching.  

Reviews

[mimosaeffect]

I love the atmosphere and playfulness! However, I think as the last line the ending is a bit recycled idea - something more original would have given it a stronger impact. (Something about performance? Spotlights on the speaker of the poem without no one watching? Just some ideas to throw at you) Overall I really enjoy the descriptiveness and how vivid images it raises. Well done! ✨

[barleygirl]

LOVE! LOVE! LOVE! I have been blessed to live in little bungalows surrounded by gorgeous wilderness and having the all-important covered porch! Your descriptions are wildly imaginative, just as I feel on the edge of this huge wilderness full of unexpected sensory delights. You honor all the things I love most about my location & my viewpoint from the porch. This is crazy-good! *smile* fondly, Margie

[sette]

i like the poem full of symbolism about the essence of what life is all about

[Kelly Scheppers]

Your every word felt like an opened invitation to dance...and the only way to dance on the porch, is bare foot! ...oh, to dance in the rain!