The porch swing hangs fixed in a morning sun
that bleaches its gray slats, its flowered cushion
whose flowers have faded, like those of summer,
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Well articulated and nicely brought forth with insight. Thanks for sharing
This poem captures the transition from summer to autumn perfectly - I especially love the soft vibrations of moths, the cool dewdrops to brush from her work. And the way the spider decides it's time for the swinging to stop. The rhythm and music of the lines work together to make this poem magical.
A nice poem of changing time. Enjoyed the style in which you have penned down your thoughts.10+++++
faded, unbroken web, time swinging were done, that sang were past All say the time has moved on leaving the past reluctantly behind in memory. A wonderful thoughtful poem.
How thoughtfully as well as wonderfully Poet views a tiny little moment in nature. I fI am the spider, which is forced to make the web right there between the porch post and the swing chain, where the chain can finish everything at any moment, and no where else, I winder what I would do. Thank you Ted for the insightful poem and congrats for being the PoD. X
'cool dewdrops to brush from her work every morning'..........it brought to my mind the picture of dewdrops on a spider net. Beautiful!
This comes out of the blue as a fine poem from this overexposed poet.
Ted Kooser is a superb writer and poet and he is a must read for aspiring poets.