Dinner on the Porch

august in the city
cicadas’ songs adding magic
to the music and stories
on Lesly’s front porch

About Sabra Bowers

Poet / Blogger / Writer
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5 Responses to Dinner on the Porch

  1. Very nice poem. It made me feel a bit cooler–I’m also a native Georgian, but tired of this record heat. Thank you.

  2. Jules says:

    Record rain here last year. We’ve had some hot days… but a good summer I think.
    Stay cool; nice verse. We often eat with our in-laws on their back porch. Sun is setting earlier these days though not many more opportunities for alfresco dining in the evening.

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