A Dozen Scented Sunset Roses

As an amber orange Sun sets in the West... 

a peaceful glow bows to the day and the virtue thereof   

where Sunset Roses rest in a Vase with petals soft and 

unaffected by the celebration of years spent in romantic 

symphonies of persuasion where the scent of love invades 

the depth of interpretation when lovers sleep in provocative 

dreams and wander in distant meadows of moonbeams...  

I dedicate this poem to my King of the Castle.... Roger Arthur... 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

WOWZA! This is an awesome tribute to your hunny! I love how you portray "love" as something very complex & beautiful, nothing to trifle with! Cherrie wrote something about moonbeams, which I just read, & she mentioned your poem being an inspiration to her. Then she gave me the great idea of combining moonbeams with surfing, since I'm a Cali girl. So, I'm jerking around the synapses to see what shakes out about moonbeams, so I can share this timely trend with the harvest moon coming up & soon after that a BLUE MOON (it only happens once in a blue moon -- end of October!) My favorite phrase of your poem: "symphonies of persuasion" -- I know nothing about long-term love, but I would imagine this is the key that unlocks every door -- and I don't mean only the bedroom door, I mean all the ways a couple must compromise for the greater good -- that's a skill I haven't pursued much! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Margie... how delightful to read your review... just want you to know that every person is very unique, and I would venture to guess that Romance is never perfect and takes nurturing like flowers and grape vines.
There are times when men and women search a lifetime and suddenly someone appears. Love is not a “Cookie cutter” by any means. In fact some people are just not “cut out” to be squeezed. As for me... love is a “silver lining” that lingers on a Cloud. Thank you for an amazing review. truly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Margie... I will look for the Blue Moon the end of October; and the Harvest Moon and think of you. tenderly, Pat

[barleygirl]

That's right! October is full of all the best moons this year! Yippee! Thanks for your uplifting comments & for making me feel like a million fresh-picked strawberries!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Margie... you have a way with words and know so many fascinating cliches and so forth. Many a famous Author was tucked away in the mountains. Tenderly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Wonderful write to celebrate another birthday for your dearest Roger. Romantic, fragrant and so delightful. What a gift for him Pat.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... you are sugar and spice and everything nice... will be visiting you soon.
Love your review. tenderly, Pat

[Lydia Shutter]

Oh yes, Roger must love this poem. In honor of his birthday...the roses, the romance, the incredible imagery. Such a lovely tribute to your wonderful hubby. Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lydi... your review is sprinkling with raindrops of blessings... lovely to hear your song of sweet refrain. Gently, Pat

[Cherrie Palmer]

hmmm,
...meadows of moonbeams...
a poem unto itself, most beautiful as always. :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Cherrie... your review is so gracious and it is fascinating how certain words just come out of the blue. I appreciate your leaving your heart 💜 print, truly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Cherrie... the Moon is quite a phenomenon in it's phases. I have been reading about how we can see the Moon and why it appears in different locations from where you are, It is quite complicated from my reading. Yes, Meadows of Moonbeams could be quite an Adventure and very poetic. My Muse surprises me,,, just out of the blue. You have my permission to pen that poem... it would be lovely to read your poem. gently, Pat

[Cherrie Palmer]

I may just do that, the notion still dances in my head

[Patricia Wedel]

Hi Cherry... that would be special... tenderly, Pat

[Cherrie Palmer]

I hope you like it

[Cherrie Palmer]

It is a humble effort

[Patricia Wedel]

I just read your poem... so exquisite. I will post a review. Gently, Pat

[John Alexander McFadyen]

The scene is set from the get go as the opening lines take the reader into that sun soaked room and shows them the roses sitting in the rays. There is indeed romance and yet passion too sewn into this warm love quilt.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest John... I love the way you think of this being a “Love Quilt”. Wishing you the Romance of Autumn and Amber Orange Sunsets. tenderly, Pat

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

I really enjoyed the imagery and sentiment of this poem. The poetry has a lingering shadow of prose that I like. Beautifully explained and expressed. Tyfs

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Cyprian... “a lingering shadow of prose” where a Birthday is celebrated... amber orange Roses will fade with the 🌅
Sunset ... but memories remain ... Thank you for the embroidery of your thoughts. gently, Pat

[Ana Papaya]

A love that endures time is such a gift and this poem is such a beautiful tribute to that love and to your King.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Ana... yes, we moved into a Castle...
that is a prelude to heaven.. I appreciate your understanding that being with King Arthur is like being Genevieve and trying to
Honor his longevity and generosity. tenderly, Pat

[emmajoy]

What beautiful words for your darling - he must indeed feel like a king having had those words written in his honour. Thank you so much for sharing. Hugs and smiles flying your way. Take care, keep safe, petal.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Em... I am revising my response to your review... as I meant “melancholy” in a poetic light. Since you are a landscape Artist and a Gourmet of delacacies... I appreciate your reviews with Abandonment.
💕 love and best wishes, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

just imagining being the subject of this poem gave me chills...i can only imagine
what your King felt, reading this.
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Jacob... you are so prolific... you leave me on a cloud of destiny... my muse must certainly be a sweetheart ... and Roses have opened to a new day where possibility smiles... and so do I... gently, Pat