Another Porch... A Poetry Blog
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Hi! I'm Jane Martin. I'm a mother, wife, gramma, homemaker, day-care provider. My inspiration for poetry is rooted in faith and family, in love and nature. I fell in love with poetry as soon as I could read but in the past few years, I have dedicated more time to writing since my kids are older. I am a traditionalist for the most part but have grown to appreciate many styles.
Another Porch... A Poetry Blog
2h ago
Judge not, by outer countenance the merit of the goal...
The above picture from
The Bible in Pictures for Little Eyes was my first introduction
as a child, to the sorrowful images of the Greatest Love Story!
John 12:27-28
Now My soul is troubled, and what shall I say?
‘Father, save Me from this hour’?
No, it is for this purpose that I have come to this hour.
Father, glorify Your name!”
Then a voice came from heaven:
“I have glorified it, and I will glorify it again.”
Glorify Thy Name
Judge not, by outer countenance the merit of the goal
One facet of a circum ..read more
Another Porch... A Poetry Blog
1d ago
A riot of snowflakes tumbling from welkin reservoirs...
It feels SO good to get up and want to stay in the upright position
after a few mornings of lying down again as soon as I was up...
thankfully the worst of the bug only lasted a few days!
Still in slow motion, but at least I'm in motion!?
There really is no end to a poem like this...
I began this poem after reading Brenda's post on Friday morning, HERE
before I was 'under the weather'.
The first line inspired by these little guys...
Thatch matted metamorphosis of finches turning gold...
Icicle-brickled eaves ..read more
Another Porch... A Poetry Blog
6d ago
Such is life, we often say, as plans change
and carefully arranged schedules run awry!
Sometimes love pours a cup of tea, ‘with milk and honey, dear?’...
As I finished this poem I returned and traded the word 'life' for 'love';
it was originally going to be a 'such is life' poem because
this was a week rife with changed plans...but
as the poem evolved so did the realization the 'such is life'
is often more aptly expressed 'such is love!'
The ultimate plan of Love, for man's redemption
God fulfilled at Calvary!
Love appeared in that hour, to have lost!
Heb ..read more
Another Porch... A Poetry Blog
1w ago
I'm currently working at painting and preparing a vacant bedroom
as a spare bedroom (aka grandchildren's sleepover room???)
Two coats of primer later, Matt's old room colour,
the colour of a basketball, is simply a memory!
painted during the boyhood basketball phase of his life;
a phase long overtaken by more pressing matters, (like mortgages,?)
Proof of the fleeting POOF!!
of stages and ages, interests and passions!
Reminding us to build on the eternal
rather than the temporal because...
...the things which are seen are temporary,
the th ..read more
Another Porch... A Poetry Blog
1w ago
Because only the blood of Christ can wash us white as snow...
Isa.1:18
Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord:
though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow;
though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.
May we, believers, rejoice every day
as we reflect on God's goodness and mercy,
but all the more as we approach Easter season,
and meditate on what it cost God to purchase
the gift of salvation, and what it means for all who
believe and receive it!
Hallelujah! Praise the name of Jesus!
...and you are to give him th ..read more
Another Porch... A Poetry Blog
1w ago
Happy First Day of Spring!☔?⛅?
You wouldn't know it from looking outside today,
in southern Ontario, but...
...(For) lo, the winter is past,
The rain(or snow?) is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth;
The time of singing has come,
And the voice of the turtledove
Is heard in our land.
Song of Solomon 2:11-12
This 'turtledove' is thinking...'shoulda brought my skates!'
This is the season of birth; earth awaking
Of somber landscapes donning garb of green
Of seed-sized hope renewed; of undertaking
Sowing’s rush hour, stoking dusty sheen
Of barren bowers clothed by nat ..read more
Another Porch... A Poetry Blog
1w ago
One of my Sunday School students presented this artwork to me yesterday;
a picture she drew (with permission?) while listening to the lesson!
I love my class of smart, beautiful, eager, full-of-potential school-girls!
Thank-you K.S.
My earnest prayer for all our Sunday School students,
is that the Holy Spirit would begin to waken and nurture,
as we gather weekly, (and as weeks turn into years,)
not just a belief in God but a love for God.
That they would get more than an education in Bible stories and facts,
but that the plan and gift of salvation would begin to unfold
a lifelong awe, reve ..read more
Another Porch... A Poetry Blog
1w ago
There's nothing quite like love's heartaches to remind us
of the Living Hope found in the Healer of the human heart
and rouse reflections on how our own lives reflect
The Greatest Love of All!
Saturday night awed hearts with art
only God can orchestrate/accomplish!
So did Sunday morning!!!
(after a 'sheepish' snowfall overnight.
It was a bit like walking on fleece; soft and soundless)
1 Corinthians 3:10
By the grace God has given me,
I laid a foundation as an expert builder,
and someone else is building on it.
But each one must be careful how he bu ..read more
Another Porch... A Poetry Blog
1w ago
When I am tempted to despair
God bids me lean on Him in prayer
There He tramples the enemy
As He whispers His peace to Me
The world may sometimes seem like a different place
than in 'the good, old days'
but it isn't really. Evil has always been evil
and God has always been faithful and good!
1 John 4:4
Ye are of God, little children, and have overcome them:
because greater is he that is in you,
than he that is in the world.
Greater is He
Ps.18:2
The LORD is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer;
My God, my strength, in whom I will trust;
My ..read more
Another Porch... A Poetry Blog
2w ago
"That our sanctification did not depend upon changing
our works, but, in doing that for God's sake which we commonly do for our own.
That it was lamentable to see how many people mistook the means for the end,
addicting themselves to certain works which they performed
very imperfectly, by reason of their human or selfish regards...."
Above excerpt from The Practice of the Presence of God
by Brother Lawrence
We ought to pay close heed
To dawn’s gift on display
Because of where its moments lead
Through the means of Today...
Some folk I have outlived
And some will outlive me
Through ..read more