Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

A Screened-In Porch

The thunder booms; the rain, it pours.
We're half inside and half outdoors.
A screened-in porch brings Nature close
But not enough to overdose.

And so we sit and mix our tiles*
As Nature ratchets up the dials.
We gaze up at the stormy sky 
And dripping trees, while we stay dry.

At last it ebbs as we play on
Until the downpour's up and gone.
How cool to watch such changing scenes
Behind the shelter of the screens.

*mah Jongg playing pieces

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Maurice Rigoler August 2, 2017 at 8:04 PM When I was a boy screened porches were the thing in our neighbor – a shelter from rain and night bugs. I wrote a poem on the subject some years ago. You brought back many memories with this nostalgic poem, Ilene. Thanks for posting it. / M

Jan Allison August 1, 2017 at 6:36 PM What a charming poem Ilene it sounds like a screened porch gives you an extra protection from the elements and a very useful room on the house:-) hugs jan xx

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 1, 2017 at 5:36 PM I love this:) fave!

Lin Lane August 1, 2017 at 3:52 PM I love screened-in porches. Does yours have a swing? Your rhyming poetry made me want to sit and play Mah Jong with you, Ilene.