Beyond the Concrete of My Front Porch

The tree

Beyond the Concrete

I. My Front Porch

The tree intertwines

parts of itself fixed in braid

from soft soil to leaf.

Sitting very still

like the shrub that claims its home

near my front walk way.

Attached to the thorn

a small succulent cactus

holding pure water.

See a glimpse of lake

feel a chill in the lake breeze

make each footstep count.

We followed a pier

outward to the middle lake

to hear the loot splash.

                                                                                  Dried remains

II. Into the Yard

Clay pots, dried remains

folded upon the topsoil

where there is new seed.

The color change starts

from the top of each tall tree

to ancient clay pots.

Different length of blade

mixed with their different growth rates

determine grass breed.

In need of transplant

the plant has outgrown its pot

beginning to wilt.

Put on winter boots

to run and jump in puddles

no worries around.


III. To Dream

Through water shortage

trees collect the dew in leaves

before heat of day.

Overgrown lush vines

climb quickly to reach the sky

from the roots upward.

I ponder these names

of all the greenery here

and flowering weeds.

Near the swampy ground

are the weeds with sharpest thorns

to stick and cause pain.

To drive
                                                                                      To drive away

IV. Of Driving Away

Valley always ends

its high desert sagebrush reach

at granite foothills.

Around the hairpin

curve the pine turns to valley

eyes to horizon.

Struggle through dried lakes

barren salt flats with black rock

eyes to horizon.

Roads carved in the earth

mountains silent monuments

await our warm breath.

Swept into canyons

heterogeneous red rock

a lone pinion pine.

Move from flat to tall

from mundane to majestic

prairie grass to pine.

From prairie
                                                                                 Grass to plain

V. Continue to Drive

Miles of pastel plains

peppered sporadic black rock

used to spell ones name.

To find mountaintops

that still hold winters white snow

till the weather warms.

After miles of grains

mountains fill the horizon

pushing pine to sky.

Through dense underbrush

where the small animals go

travel my desires.

                                                                    Pine tree canopy

VI. A New Porch to Call Home

Alongside rivers

a route through the Aspen groves

moving water crests.

Journey into miles

of these vast pine land valleys

to walk and never return.

Where old stump decays

termites find a new homeland

slowly back to earth.

To reexamine

the many needs of my souls

pine tree canopy.


Jamie Lee Hamann
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Jamie Lee Hamann

My name is Jamie Lee Hamann and I have a passion for writing short fiction and poetry. I started writing for TCE around 2015 and since then I have finished seven collections of poetry and plans for more. I currently live in Lemmon Valley NV with my family. If you desire to find my other work on the internet feel free to stop by my website The website offers articles on poetry, poems, and links to all my other writing.

6 thoughts on “Beyond the Concrete of My Front Porch

  • December 30, 2018 at 11:41 AM

    Jamie, it is wonderful to see you posting more often here on TCE. And I so enjoy your works on nature. Are those photos taken by you? They are beautiful. May you find peace and enlightenment within your soul. Many blessings and hugs to you, dear friend.

  • January 1, 2019 at 9:02 AM

    Phyllis they are not my photographs, I borrowed from the available archive. Thank you for reading. I have been writing I lot of Haiku recently and I am excited to share. I hope you are well. Jamie

  • January 2, 2019 at 8:38 AM

    I felt like I was taking a long journey through the most beautiful parts of the natural world – what a front porch view you have indeed….thanks for sharing!

  • January 2, 2019 at 1:49 PM

    This was a great nature walk with amazing imagery in each line. Nice work Jamie. Looking forward to seeing more of your work.

  • January 3, 2019 at 9:51 PM

    Jamie, I love you haiku collected into longer poems and the nature theme is a joy to read. Thank you.


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