The Porch and Swing

Posted on August 2, 2011 | 20 Comments

Ten long steps up to the porch and the swing
Steps hollowed out while the footings a light spring
The railings smoothed from all the hands grabbing
And the roof with a slight bow as its sagging

There she sits on one foot quietly reading
I slide in real close with one arm squeezing
All is quiet and she touches my hand
The afternoon couldn’t have been better planned
© 2011 Michael Yost

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20 responses to “The Porch and Swing”

Broken Sparkles | August 2, 2011 at 9:28 AM | Reply

Such afternoons … we all dream of them! Nice picture in your words!

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just a poet | August 2, 2011 at 10:22 AM | Reply

well depicted… such moments do happen 🙂

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- booguloo | August 2, 2011 at 3:02 PM | Reply
  
  I do appreciate the visit and the comment. Thanks.
  
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geezergirl1 | August 2, 2011 at 7:41 PM | Reply

I loved it.. sweet and endearing.

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- booguloo | August 2, 2011 at 8:26 PM | Reply
  
  Quiet between two people speaks volumes.
  
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Dishilicious | August 2, 2011 at 9:48 PM | Reply

awww!! such a perfect afternoon!

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- booguloo | August 2, 2011 at 10:02 PM | Reply
  
  The best! smiles
  
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belladonna23 | August 3, 2011 at 7:07 AM | Reply

a beautiful moment, you captured it well

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- booguloo | August 3, 2011 at 7:21 AM | Reply
  
  The porch swing always represented itself to me a a romantic place.
  
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Dougoug | August 5, 2011 at 7:08 AM | Reply

well done and economical scene capture

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- booguloo | August 5, 2011 at 7:22 AM | Reply
  
  Thanks Doug. I get a little drowsy after seeing five stanzas. Happy for the visit and the comment.
  
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Wings over waters | August 5, 2011 at 2:17 PM | Reply

Very nice…a tender scene you paint..

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- booguloo | August 5, 2011 at 8:58 PM | Reply
  
  I appreciate your comments. Thanks.
  
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magnolia | January 29, 2012 at 4:49 PM | Reply

And there you have it, a simple stunning slice of life.

Great job!

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- booguloo | January 29, 2012 at 5:16 PM | Reply
  
  Thanks for checking it out. One of my old time favorites.
  
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Kellie Elmore | January 30, 2012 at 12:07 PM | Reply

I have a porch swing that used to be my grandmas favorite place to sit on the morning with her coffee. She would watch the birds and rock and swing most every morning. I still see her out there sometimes. Thank you for the memory, Michael.

My latest
http://magicinthebackyard.wordpress.com/2012/01/30/death-to-a-salesman/

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- booguloo | January 30, 2012 at 12:37 PM | Reply
  
  Shows like she knew what she had and appreciated it. I hope you’re finding the joy of the swing as well. It’s a great place to be still.
  
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~L | January 31, 2012 at 12:28 PM | Reply

It makes me sad wishing I someone would hold my hand right now.

… very beautiful!

~L

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- booguloo | January 31, 2012 at 12:32 PM | Reply
  
  Thanks ~L.
  
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