Patti Picks Pretty Purple Petunias

Patti Picks Pretty Purple Petunias

 

Patti walks through the garden,

Taking in the smell at her pardon.

Skipping, skipping, minding her own way,

She seeks her very own beauty in array.

 

Along her journey,

Her eyes catch what she seeks.

One by precious one,

Patti picks pretty purple petunias beneath the sun.

 

With each she picks,

Patti feels her soul being enriched.

With basket lined in purple flowers,

Her faith gains power.

 

For with each, she believes

That her dreams will come to be.

Sorting each one just so,

Patti picks pretty purple petunias all aglow.

 

Though Patti pricks her fingers,

Exhausted by her effort, still, she lingers.

Walking the path before her,

Patti picks another.

 

With the sun beaming its light,

She sets high her sights.

Breathing in her dreams’ beautiful aroma,

Patient Patti plants pretty purple petunias.

Reviews

[BL]

There is a subtle blend of metaphor, that make this more dream like and I had the feeling of walking through this pretty garden with Patti as you planted images of purple petunias in my head. The alliterations add to the power of this song like piece making it flow along from beginning to end. I do like the idea of the subject's faith being enriched by the scent of the flowers and a feeling of calm ane renewal washing over her. Thank you for RRing me I have enjoyed looking at this well structured and worked out poem.

[Melinda McQueen]

Thank you for your review. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Very nice movement of words dear Melinda.
"With the sun beaming its light,
She sets high her sights.
Breathing in her dreams’ beautiful aroma,
Patient Patti plants pretty purple petunias."
The above lines. Nice ending to the excellent poetry. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Melinda McQueen]

Thank you for your review. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Melinda.

[wordman]

i liked this one melinda,love the colors

[Melinda McQueen]

Thank you for your review. :)