Heart of the Artichoke

Heart of the Artichoke

A Poem by Patricia Wedel
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You are the sweet succulent heart of the artichoke... dipped in creamy butter of delicious desire... You are Rhubarb in early Spring dipped in sugary kisses of love...

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As passions emerge and hungers delight... 
the possibilities soar from bloom to bloom 
The blossoms of Spring have become 
the hope of summer's reward. 
Cranberry and Blueberry golden wheat bread 
become the mainstay of a lover's retreat... 
served with creamy Brie as chords of Mozart 
flood the banks of rippling streams of 
promises made under the tender boughs 
of summer sighs and bluest of skies. 

© 2014 Patricia Wedel


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'Heart of the Artichoke'
Patricia Wedel,
I loved reading this. Softness and light, summer and music with the thread of love holding it all together. So beautiful. I am left yearning for winter to get moving and let Spring come on in. Winter is not finished of course but I love all the seasons.
Thanks for your writing.
Blessings,
Kathy

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

2 Years Ago

dearest Kathy… how charming to read your Review… It must be Great to live in a Climate that grow.. read more
Kathy Van Kurin

2 Years Ago

Pat,
My parents have grown artichokes. They have learned and do all the right things to creat.. read more



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'Heart of the Artichoke'
Patricia Wedel,
I loved reading this. Softness and light, summer and music with the thread of love holding it all together. So beautiful. I am left yearning for winter to get moving and let Spring come on in. Winter is not finished of course but I love all the seasons.
Thanks for your writing.
Blessings,
Kathy

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

2 Years Ago

dearest Kathy… how charming to read your Review… It must be Great to live in a Climate that grow.. read more
Kathy Van Kurin

2 Years Ago

Pat,
My parents have grown artichokes. They have learned and do all the right things to creat.. read more
I know you're taking a sabbatical (& thanks for explaining), but I had to click on this lovely title of yours. The analogy is so apt . . . after digging thru all those stickeries & scraping a minimal amount of sustenance from each frond, finally we reach the artichoke heart. I've been trying to sprout some artichoke plants from seeds . . . got 2 out of 6 seeds planted. They are surprizingly slow to grow, even tho the thistle weeds around my place seem to sprout six feet tall in a week! Wishing you the very best as you take care of all that needs taking care of (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

dear Margie... so thrilled you read this poem. It is my own favorite... since in 1958-59, I went to.. read more
This poem reminds me of love forlorned, I've had lots of "possibilities sore from bloom to bloom" and "promises made under the tender boughs of Summer sighs". But promises kept and love eternal is a much different thing. Still, you captured a large part of my experiential existence in lovely words. Is it a poem about fleeting love or love that could have been? Maybe it's a poem about love that is and I just can't read it that way because I'm fickle. I feel that a poem it's meant to express emotion and give an opening for a person to put themself in that expression. To that end you succeeded greatly.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

dear T.S. you are the connoisseur of delectable 💕 hearts... thank you for your “slight of hand.. read more
Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

“Sleight of hand” could be an interesting poem.... wish you could pen that poem...
Would .. read more
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You even make foods romantic. Soft words from a soft soul I would imagine. Valentine

Posted 7 Years Ago


That was beautiful and rich. It flowed at just the right speed. Teresa~~

Posted 9 Years Ago


I close my eyes and salivate, you made me be there

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

dearest Neville... it has only been five years... hope you have recovered from reading my poem..trul.. read more
Neville

3 Years Ago


................ how time does fly :)
The poetry's very "warm", though I find the coldness / softness of winds / words in your words... which helps the mind get relaxed. Lovely poetry!

Posted 9 Years Ago


As a landscape designer, have to mention that gardens set in natural forms with both gentle and/or ardent colours are just like setting letters into the warmth of metre and meaning. At least that's the intention for me.. doesn't too often work, but this one tries1

Your language here is so alluring and true, the blossoming of Spring, the harvest of Summer and onwards.. tis a super fantastic prayer come true.. and, you've planted your words so wonderfully well.

And those four last lines are a perfect setting for me, so please forward address.. it's perfect and inviting and magical, Patricia..

Posted 9 Years Ago


Patricia Wedel

9 Years Ago

dear Emmajoy... reading your comments
Is like seeing the first crocus in the early
S.. read more
a delicious little bite of sweet poetry. Well penned.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

9 Years Ago

dear Tammy... What a pleasant surprise to
discover your review. My muse is as dormant
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Patricia Wedel

9 Years Ago

My muse is as dormant as a winter
garden. You are the hope of an early
Spring with .. read more
Cranberry and Blueberry golden wheat bread
become the mainstay of a lover's retreat...
served with creamy Brie as chords of Mozart
flood the banks of rippling streams of

This piece is extremely elegant. I yearn to see your garden:)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

9 Years Ago

dear Pryde... I was honored that you read my poem.
I was inspired by golden wheat bread with.. read more

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Patricia Wedel

Keystone, WV



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