Today’s response to MURI’S 2020 CHALLENGE FOR NATIONAL POETRY MONTH.  Like the 2019 challenge, this consists of 13 prompts, one for each Monday, Wednesday, and Friday in April. They can be completed in any order.  If you are interested in participating, click on the above link for the prompts and posting guidelines.

Prompt #3 is “Write a poem about a porch swing.”

This was a hard one, Muri, because I’ve never had a porch swing.  No one I knew had one.  I liked swings as a child, but the porch kind would have seemed too tame.  On the swings at my school, I could go so high it felt like I was flying.  Tire swings were fun, too.  As an adult, I adored porch swings I saw in magazines or on strangers’ porches but I never lived in a place that had a proper porch.  We moved last October into a century-old house with not one, but two screened porches.  Our Amish double swing didn’t work in either of them, so my husband furnished the front porch the way he wanted, with two “old people chairs” he purchased at Goodwill.  I wasn’t crazy about them at first, but they are actually quite comfy and their motion is soothing.  It’s warm enough now to read the newspaper out there, or just sit and watch the world go by.

The poem is a triolet.


On my porch, no swing has swung
A rocking chair is more my speed
I loved swing sets when I was young
but on my porch, no swing has swung
An Amish double swing once hung
from a sturdy branch in our ash tree
but on my porch, no swing has swung
A rocking chair is more my speed

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10 thoughts on “OLD FOLKS AT HOME

    • Just Joan April 6, 2020 / 10:34 am

      Yeah, Tippy, it is relaxing. The porch is way more than six feet from passersby, perfect for waving from a safe social distance. Our cat loves the porch and has claimed one of the rockers for himself. 🙂

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    • Just Joan April 6, 2020 / 10:38 am

      Thanks, JR. For a long time, I coveted people’s porch swings. I sooooooo wanted one. But I’m happy with the rocking chairs. 🙂


      • joyroses13 April 6, 2020 / 10:41 am

        And thats what makes the story special, that you found another happy way to rock. 🙂

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  1. murisopsis April 6, 2020 / 12:16 pm

    Rock on!!! I love that you are a rocker and not a swinger… there aren’t too many swingers out there any more. Our generation was the rock n roll hall of fame, No shame in that as I adore all things with motion and especially this imbued with all kinds of positive emotion… Whoo Hoo!

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  2. circumstance227 April 6, 2020 / 1:35 pm

    I like the mental image of you and the husband rocking on the porch. What’s the view like?

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    • Just Joan April 6, 2020 / 1:50 pm

      The screened porch looks out on a smaller cement porch and the front yard, which has a big maple tree and is bordered by (no kidding!) a white picket fence. The grass is lush and soft, the way I remember it from childhood. No flowers (yet?) but I can see the neighbor’s daffodils. Usually the dogs want to be out if I’m out, so they’re chasing each other, barking at stuff, or lying in the sun. We live on a half-acre lot in a neighborhood (rather than out in the country) so there are other houses, lots of Ford trucks, a few kids that ride bikes and Big Wheels and make murals with sidewalk chalk. 🙂

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  3. Alison April 7, 2020 / 6:06 pm

    I love this! I have a one man swing on my back porch. It’s very peaceful.

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    • Just Joan April 7, 2020 / 6:10 pm

      Thanks, Alison. Boy, nothing says self-isolation like a one-man swing! Enjoy your quiet haven. You can fart all you want out there, duck tape optional. 🙂

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