Once upon a Winter Moon

I found you in the atmosphere 

where images pass by when lovers dream... 

Venus the Evening Star has disappeared and 

left her poems with sleeping feathered friends... 

The Nightingale has sung her song with mellow chords 

of memories spent when love was discontent... 

Juniper drops her music when she sings of summer rain. 

How could I dance when there is no romance... 

I will fly through storms and search the Universe 

to discover every path you took and then find the 

place where Oceans meet and greet the Moon's lament... 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Wonderful emotional ride in your words.
"I will fly through storms and search the Universe
to discover every path you took and then find the
place where Oceans meet and greet the Moon's lament..."
I love the above lines. Where the moon and the ocean meet. A magical place and thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest John... thank you for reading about the
Moon's lament.... love can slip away and searching can be a poem away... truly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Pat.

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Oh beautiful...yes how can one dance without romance and love and that deepest connection..alas we sometimes need to travel lifetimes to find that special one....🌹

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Pat you alway have such divine poetic expression. You took this reader with you. It wasn't just what I visualised in your lines, but the way your poetry makes me feel. This one reached the core of me. Where the moon and the ocean meet and the silver dance floor beckons, who could not dance to the tune of that romance. Lovely dear poet.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Christine... your review in the early morning mist has touched my heart. Lovely to reminisce when
we lose someone... and know that they are in the atmosphere. Our weather is so delicate and the buttermilk skies create a smile felt across the pond.
With love and wishes for a beautiful day. truly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Our lost loved ones are all around us Pat and in our thoughts too. They are never far away. Love those buttermilk skies, just gorgeous. Have a lovely day yourself. All good wishes and love winging their way across the pond.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

Hi Chris... I feel as though you and I have had early morning Tea (mine with honey). My hubby Roger mentioned "buttermilk skies" to me recently. I had not heard that expression. We have actually had buttermilk skies off and on in the last few days or so.
It truly resembled an Artists depiction as such.
I imagining there are many expressions I will still be inspired to include with poetry. Words and feelings are a treasure to be discovered. I also love Mango sunsets and a lemon meranque sunrise. Have an enchanting day. Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Your husband Roger has a creative streak. Have a great day Pat.

[Einstein Noodle]

sweetly melancholy ..blissful imaging .. great closing line ma'am! very enjoyable read and ride on the wings with your birds of choice ... i will just fly the universe!! love that! :)
E.

[andrew mitchell]

OK I give up where are the cupid cherubs?
A lovely poem Pat so delicate and lovely.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Andrew... have you heard the song, "Drops of Jupiter" by the Artist "Train". If you Google it you can read the Lyrics and/or listen to him sing the Song. He wrote it for his Mother who had passed. It is so meaningful and beautiful. It inspired the words of my poem. I appreciate your reading my poem. We have had a full moon for two nights. The Almanac for 2020 explains the phenomenon for February 8 and 9, 2020. Tonight Sunday night, the full moon had a golden glow surrounding it.... awesome really.
truly, Pat

[Lydia Shutter]

A magic carpet ride of romance, Pat. The longing for one who is not near you is palpable. When the love is real, distance makes no difference. Such a sweet love poem. Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

Dearest Lydi... poetry is for the faint of heart with feathery feelings when the Moon is full of summer dreams. Your review is a breath of serendipity🥀... tenderly, Pat

[barleygirl]

I love the bittersweet reality of your scene. There are traces of the different seasons under a winter moon, which gives the idea one's mind is wandering back thru a variety of past possibilities. I love how even a love depicted as "discontent" is still a love that can stir one's heart upon a cold withering night. I love the haunting quality of your scene, where reflecting on bittersweet moments is an irresistible lure, even tho a rocky stroll. We humans rarely have smooth sailing & the big waves are the ones we remember most often, I guess! Here's hoping your Valentine's Day inspires more excellent writing to entertain & soothe us! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[R.E. Ray]

Pat, I imagine these splendid images and emotions streaming as the lover lies on her back, lost in the stars on a clear night. We feel the loneliness and longing in your poem, but the heart is a steady and determined traveler. A magical journey in a poem, Pat.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Ray... moon flowers are intoxicating when Jupiter drops her
scents in the atmosphere.... lying on
Rose Petal symphonies of passion in motion. Thank you for dropping by with
sweet persuasion as hearts gather rosebuds as ye May. truly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

"How could I dance when there is no romance...

I will fly through storms and search the Universe

to discover every path you took and then find the

place"

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Sami... the Moon has faded... but not Love Songs or lullabies. Wishing you Chocolate covered Raspberries and Moon kisses. truly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Thank you kindly. You are welcome. Happy Valentines.

[Sami Khalil]

Romantically sweet verses with sad underlying tones. Your lovely verses unfold with many bewitching charms, pulls in lovers on the verge and expels their doubts. Fantastic.