Romancing the Clouds

Formations of romantic moments...

When clouds lie in billows of 

ancient romantic adventures

I seem to remember tender sighs... 

I smile as little storm clouds lie under 

our feathered rendezvous of love as 

lightening strikes and thunder rolls 

we behold the dreams of a thousand 

Arabian nights... 

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Such a contrast here dear Pat between the imagery of pure white, billowing clouds journeying through the sky., forming mountains and continents and the sensual thoughts of Arabian nights. Reminded me a book I read many moons ago and the richness and colour of the latter as well as the sensual and exotic oils and spices that spring to mind. You certainly know how to make a poetic mind wander. Wishing you a happy Thursday my friend.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... your review flows like a river that goes around bends and through valleys. I appreciate that you can see the exotic adventures in the ever changing sky. Now that we find it difficult to navigate in our cities and countries... we seem to view the Sky to look for a change of Venue and to reminisce about the pleasures of the past. May you have a peaceful day as you pray. tenderly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you dear Pat and may you have a peaceful day too. Warmest wishes from across the pond :)

[T.S. Ulmus]

A love that always has been and always will be, as consistent as the weather (there will always be weather after all and clouds and thunder). "Feathered rendevouz of love", it brings us up among the clouds and thunder and lightning. Let us both have a thousand more tender sighs.

Read your profile, "a man of letters" means something decidedly different in Latin. "Homo tres literorum" refers to a thief. But perhaps he stole your heart.

[Pete]

wonderful analogy - so light and delightfully fluffy. this certainly ushers in feelings. you took me away floating. ending really opens up possibilities just like romance. very enjoyable piece of verse, as well it should. you write really well with deep, beautiful feeling ... :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Pete... I appreciate your words that resonate through storms and weathered moments. The lightening lifts the beauty of the Ocean depth of possibility. gently, Pat

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Ah, romantic moments forming from stormy skies. Reminds me of Laughter in the Rain by Neil Sedaka.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Fabian.. so Cool this poem reminded you of “Laughter in the Rain” by Neil Sedaka... my Pen Is resting with a sigh...
Gently, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Tender, kind and sweet words written dear Pat. I read a few time. You need to write a book. Your words, hopeful, needed and wonderful.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest John... it seems that dreams are really bookmarks between Chapters in our Life. So many stories and so little time.
There is a motion of the waves and forever it lingers with the Caves along the sands
providing shelter from the wind. truly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Pat. In my dreams. I write story and if I remember. I write down.

[Patricia Wedel]

John... you should definitely write a Novel “Romance and the Dance” ... thank you for your Confidence ... smiling... truly, Pat

[emmajoy]

Pat, this is such a rich and exotic romp through space, yet.. has true dreamy sentiments.. Your poetry always sends me off and away into the kind of world which means more than clatter, rock and roll. Alongside you the adventures are played to gentle music.. Thank you dear oetal.. ..

(My resident feathered friends are causing such a racket.. my oldest dog sleeps with his paws over his ears.. truly!)

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Em... love the exotic romp through space ... covering my eyes with my paws as lightening strikes and thunder rolls. Our furry friends and feathered Pillows are sweet as weeping willows. Love your visit.
Be wise and well ... with tender tethers. truly, Pat p.s. you have taught my poems to wander... Petal..

[emmajoy]

It's always a tt reat to re ad your posts and respn ses, Pat. Often co me back to this or that or this one! xx

[Neville]

so gentle and perfect .. who could pass this way and not gaze skyward .. even those lightening strikes are sheathed in silk and satin...

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Neville... I love to rhyme with your words... suffice it to say... the Milky Way is paved in gold and storms are music to our soul. Thank you for your timeless thoughts. truly, Pat

[Neville]

welcome Pat and true :)

[barleygirl]

This one really hits home with me. Living in Cali all my life (where there are not many clouds, even in winter!) most of my romantic venturings included a total fascination with WEATHER (mainly in the form of clouds). Taking romantic forays here & there, the weather & the sky & the very clouds themselves were woven into my visceral response to each memory. I have seen so little rain, so little thunder & lightning, these aspects dominate the way I remember places I've gone on my various adventures. I love the way the romantic & sensual flashbacks are interspersed with lines depicting weather, as if it's all connected, which it is! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Margie... always a pleasure to read your reviews. I spent my most vulnerable years in tears...
caught up in the Era of flower child(s) fantasies. Then when I turned thirty... I decided to have a child
and now he has two young daughters and is a fantastic father. I love writing poetry 'cus you can imagine how it should evolve with thunder and lightening and flowers exploding like the Fourth of July. Now in the arms of passion in the Summer meadows... I enjoy the breeze when billows of clouds provide deep abiding love where raindrops tickle my fancy and kisses lie in waiting. gently, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Margie... Birthdays are like fresh Peaches 🍑 fresh from the tree... just need a Dream Guy for a Squeeze. Wishing you Sycamore breezes and tangy teases where raindrops linger on the tip of your tongue
where chocolate kisses melt like ice cream in a yellow Butter Cup... Enjoy the middle age of lustful Songs where Piano keys have a middle C. Bells are ringing and Angels singing ... Happy Birthday Margie... and many more... until you are sore. Lol. x
Pat. Je t’ adore Pat

[barleygirl]

While this summer has been mild overall (85-ish) the past few days cranked up to 100+ so my b-day treat was to drink as much diet Coke as I please (usually I restrict to 1 can per day). I am among huge Sycamores here on my bluff . . . I look out over a ravine with a creek at the bottom where the Sycamores grow up above the dark dense live oaks, stretching white arms up & up, waving in the afternoon sea breeze to give us relief from the blistering afternoons. The sycamores are so huge, you wouldn't think they'd bend as much as they do in the wind, these huge lumbering limbs of startling white among the fluttering green hands. Thank you for sparking that reverie on another morning in paradise! (((HUGS)))

[Patricia Wedel]

You are the Poet Laureate of the Cliffs of beautiful gifts... Inleft my heart in San Francisco in 1959 high in a Hill where little cable cars fly half way to the Stars and Napa Valley has my footprints 👣 embedded with the vines. Truly, Pat

[barleygirl]

Love that song . . . love napa & sonoma valleys . . . did alot of wine tasting there, back in the day!

[Patricia Wedel]

Yes... I was fortunate to be there when times were more Innocent and pure.
Hope you will be safe and well. Tenderly, Pat

[Dave Brown]

Currently, our billowing clouds are less appealing with rebellious raindrops recklessly ranging cross turmoiled treetops but if they transport us to soft Arabia nights we will contact 'Rent a Camel' and quickly depart on a lightning strike.
I believe there is an unlimited mileage special on at present!
A wonderful adventure Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Dave... an unlimited Special ...
like an Orange Blossom Special on a Camel
would be delightful to me. My father went to the Holy Land(s) Several times and spoke of riding a Camel. He had never ridden even a Horse. He was in his Element.. as he was an avid reader of the holy scripture.
So glad you enjoyed the adventure of the Arabian nights. gently, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

p.s. I love rebellious and reckless
Raindrops. I would love to write a poem about those very raindrops.. or I would prefer that you pen that one .. as my imagination is not as colorful as you may create. truly, Pat

[Dave Brown]

They are currently creating caustic confusion clanking and clattering rooftop
I will wait for your quite likely much more colorful contribution re; r&r

[Patricia Wedel]

I will try to pen a colorful poem with the help from James Dean the movie Icon who passed. Our Spirit does live on... However, some Spirits may not choose to be a Muse.
Who knows... gently, Pat

[light and ashes]

Sigh. I love this.
Romance and adventure....
Two of my favorite things.

[Patricia Wedel]

Thank you Allie.. clouds are made for lovers like you. dearly, Pat

[light and ashes]

Thank you..x

[wordman]

thunder storms are beautiful

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Wordman.. thunder storms are a mystery to me... but they are quite artistic with white jagged lights and sounds of Kettle drums by wild and frantic Drummers playing Hard Rock.... threatening our very existence. truly, Pat

[wordman]

well you painted it well,lol i see it almost everyday