• Rev. Ani

Poems From The Porch


photo by Siyan Ren on Unsplash.com


Riding the Currents


There is a flower growing at the corner of the porch,

showing orange-red with a striation of yellow.

Next door is a neighborly, lavender beauty

blooming amidst a party of disorderly purple.

Another suburb is populated primarily with yellow,

only one house boasting fuchsia.

It is evident that a locomotive has just traversed the sky,

its presence known by the steam clouds that are trailing.

Mobile mirrors appear briefly

when the sun catches the bellies of the little bat birds

as they flap and sail.

Flap and sail,

flap and sail,

the rhythm of our lives.

Opening our hearts to the Sun,

reflecting the Light,

riding the currents

of our momentary flight.

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