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'Porch Land' to me
represents
a phenomenon of leisure
stepping out of my mind
from my childhood
back into the 1970's
when I was growing up
most of the Summer time
everyone sat in the evenings
for a bit
on their porch
neighbors would drop by
stand around to laugh,
gossip and  talk
adult conversations would
bore us kids
and we would walk off
either into the house to play
or out onto the back porch
life was so innocent and
uncomplicated
hamsters and frisbees
were far more important
than say,Three Mile Island
( whatever that is, sounds
like a mighty tiny island to me
I joked back then to my friends)
I lost my balance once off Drain's
side porch
running from a prank I'd played on
Johnny Jackson
I tied his shoe laces together
while he was talking football to
Mark McDonald and his sister Lynn
my life would have been quite different
without porches involved
why mom even had a huge redwood porch
built on the back of our house back in
the summer of 77
as disco was just gearing up
I always recall that cause that August
Elvis died and we heard the tragic
news from a neighbor
while sitting out
why where else
but on our new redwood
back porch
I've memories of my older sister Cindy
laughing down at Sam Nay
(her then high school boy friend) in the yard
from that redwood
with the wind racing through her
overly blond (colored) hair and
flapping her beat up bell bottoms
she had/has this crazy laugh
it's one, once you hear it
you'd know it anywhere
she was pretty for that 70's era
though today looking back
others might think different
but she was my big sister
and to me she was prettier
than a picture
many an evening she would sit on
the front porch
so I could play a little while longer
out in the front yard
she really didn't want to but
she could do her homework even
there and she knew that would
allow me to play red light
green light a while longer on
the front wall
she was that kind of a sister
and in many ways still is
she's carried on our beloved
childhood relating to porches
even now
when we go out to Cindy's
where do we
end up sitting
(in the summer at least)
why on her front or back porch
to laugh and reminisce
about the family we were
as we played and grew up
in the era of  'Porch Land'
code to us all from the 1970's
here in the good ole U. S. Of  A....................
(April 3, 2011 838pm )