“screened-in porch”

Written for:  The Twiglets #305

Lanais are
porches are up
front for people-watching.

She regretted having
the screens cleaned,
when the uninformed
dog pushed through them.

she hands him lemonade
he hears the ice cubes tinkling
in shade of their porch

                He moved to the south and believed
               there was no bug he could not deceive.
                    Filled in every space,
                screened the rest of the place.
    The bugs laughed, were there first, with no intention to leave.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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7 Responses to “screened-in porch”

  1. Misky says:

    HA! Brilliant limerick!


  2. sgeoil says:

    I often wonder if the bugs are laughing at me…no screen too small for them.


  3. Jules says:

    Nice selection. I know most biters like me so I have to be prepared!
    Yep, excellent limerick 🙂

    …We called front porches… stoops – mainly because there wasn’t much but steps to sit on.


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