Violets of stolen moments

The sun rises and smiles on the 

bosoms of mountains... 

as the rivers flow with currents of 

natures provocative libations... 

Breezes sway with lullabies and 

memories of lovers breath in 

soft sounds of merriment... 

Sweet violets of stolen secrets and 

flights of butterfly dreams... 

Many days of rain have brought 

a sense of movement in sleeping 

buds of possibility... 

Birds in painted vanity appear 

as though the opera of a lost paradise has 

suddenly discovered sunshine and laughter...  

Reviews

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This makes me think of those violet fields of Provence that served as the backdrop for some of Van Gogh's latter years.

"Bosoms of mountains".....such an alluring description. As always, your description of the senescent scene is lush and visual. Surely someday the floral world will bow at your feet for all these dedications to their beauty.

Another beautiful write, Pat.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Doodley... I see the "Starry Sky" in your eyes. Surely your eyes are Violet when the bosoms of mountains fall at your feet. Van Gough's brush has has painted memories of laughter and Happy everafter. truly, Pat

[Kelly Scheppers]

I shall never look at another mountain again and not see the articulation of "bosoms". Beautiful lines throughout this one, Pat. I adore the "buds of possibility", and the ethereal feeling reading this gave me. Lovely work my friend!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Kelly... mountain tops are awesome to rest and contemplate the mysteries of creation... glad I gave you an awesome view. It is fun to surprise and delight readers. Hugs, Pat

[Kelly Scheppers]

I agree, it is quite a thrill!

[Lydia Shutter]

Buds of possibility...we must hold onto them always. The personification of the breeze and the mountains is wonderful. Your words are so lovely, Pat. I enjoyed this poem...so peaceful. Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lydi... nature is very generous to help us survive the storms of life. I am happy you enjoyed this poem. truly, Pat

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Any moment in nature is worth a lifetime of memories. Such a breathtakingly beautiful poem.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Dale... we sleep in a tree house where breezes sing lullabies and birds rest in branches where music is their reason to multiply and fly from branch to branch. Your review is a gift to treasure. truly, Pat

[barleygirl]

I love this: "bosoms of mountains" becuz around here, mountains do resemble softly-rounded breasts! I also love this: "nature's provocative libations" becuz you compare natural phenomena to various human desires that we crave to party and/or escape (bosoms & libations - such an uncommon comparison!) Good use of graceful phrasing that paints pictures & conjures feelings in the reader's mind (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Margie... mountain tops are a place for eagles to rest and nest. We will soar as Eagles... Your review is a beacon of light to
my heart. We are an integral part of nature. truly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Your brush on canvas is a testament to your artistic validity. Your word on paper is a certificate of poetic endorsement. Spring has sprung in your words...

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Sami... you are the crocus in early Spring with smiles that bring vitality to dreams. It takes a lot of sunshine and rain to bring Spring to our edge of the world. May your place be blessed with birds and bees. Amen Pat

[Sami Khalil]

They are all around in my neck of the woods in Alabama. Blessed to have them. You are welcome.