On the Porch

“He who kisses the joy as it flies”—William Blake

At the behest
of nature, life feels epiphanous.

In the simultaneous
lazy, longevity grows slender.
Thick with humid blooms, summer’s

bound to shift. I swoon over
this butterfly—suddenly my worst fear
lacks reason to exist––
as it lights upon these sighing lips.

– Charise Hoge

Charise M. Hoge is a dance/movement therapist, performing artist, and writer. Her poetry is featured in various journals as well as her chapbook Striking Light from Ashes and the book Next Line, Please: Prompts to Inspire Poets and Writers. She divides her time between Maryland/DC and Lost River, West Virginia. http://www.charisehoge.com