Promises are spiked with ginger regrets

He promised her beautiful moments... 

She promised him ginger spiked kisses. 

along with a garden of Wisteria wishes... 

The days spent along sand and sun swept beaches 

where Promises were given and footprints left 

along the Ocean waves to be  swept away where 

Mermaids play and pretend to wait for love one day...  

A Ship from the Orient sails over the troubled Waves  

where Seagulls sang Lullabies for Lovers who lost their way 

as the Gale winds blew and Promises became seaweed along the 

ship-wrecked remnants of the Storm of Masked Survivors... 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I can see this in its allegorical sense of promises broken, relationships swept away with the ocean storms...
I have a few shipwrecks of my own, but survived...and now I walk along the shore alone, and ponder...
the waters feel calmer these days on a personal level...but when i see the wreck our country has become,]
i wish for the rough waters to ebb.
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Jacob... we are in quite a quandary... and a
"pickle". Yes, a Shipwreck.... in a short time. We need divine intervention... We will pray together.
and stay six feet apart and wear our Masks. truly, Pat
p.s. thank you for your "Wish" for rough waters to ebb. tenderly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Gloriously written to soothe the souls, to guide lost ships and find the perfect island sanctuary. Beautiful feelings and imagery come to one's mind when reading gems of poetry like this one. Sail on and pen on.

[andrew mitchell]

Another gem Pat. When I read this I think the good times were yesterday and today and tomorrow is all but shipwrecks. I think covid has changed the world. Lovely flow and imagery Pat.

[emmajoy]

Full of glorious metaphors, full of warmth.. the perfect early morning poem that calms the sadness of yet another day wishing the past could re.invent itself, Pat. This is a delicious thoughts. 'He promised her beautiful moments... She promised him ginger spiked kisses. - along with a garden of Wisteria wishes... 'You might mask yur mouth, dear friend, but your inspiration still calls out to us! Take care, keep safe. xx

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Em... how sweet it is to hear your voice across
the waves where Mermaids play... we live each day in wondering just how long it will be until the virus disappears. We feel fine like honeysuckle on a vine... but like butterflies we flutter about with a
"leaf" around our mouth tied with a blue ribbon of hope. tenderly, Petal x

[emmajoy]

Hope is something we need clutch yet share, Pat. Your response is, as ever always, lovely. Thank you.

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Hmm, this has the makings of a story. I really like your imagery and manner of writing. Well explained and expressed. It held my attention from the beginning to the end. tyfs

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Cyprian... your insight is keen and could be a Novel. I appreciate your charming review. Love your Avatar of Kangaroos jumping against the Sky. gently, Pat

[Cherrie Palmer]

Promises spiked with ginger kisses. What a great way to begin, but be sure and pack that life jacket. I always enjoy the way you tell a story. It unfolds with ease, I also like that fault is a mixture resting on no one's shoulders solely.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Cherrie... the waves of tomorrow are mysterious; we need to prepare for symphonies of
change; I appreciate your feelings that we share love for the moments when soft winds prevail... knowing that storms and hurricanes can alter our course.
I rust you and yours are well and safe. tenderly, Pat

[Cherrie Palmer]

I think most people feel like we as a whole are on the edge of change. My prayer is we all will be ready.

[S.zaynab.kamoonpury]

Wow this is such a beautiful awesome poem of love then the seafaring either in real literal or metapnorical sense makes for wonderful muse with a good ending. Masked survivors yay!! Kudos!!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Zaynab... yes, masked survivors are a group of
literary writers that love the sea... where Mermaids
are their Muse. Thank you for an enchanting review.
gently, Pat

[S.zaynab.kamoonpury]

I love reading mermaid tales, fun to read. Take care.

[John the Baptist]

Paradise, sad to say, can be just a brief interval. Some can make it last longer. The couple in this work couldn't hold together But, as Scarlett said, tomorrow is another day.

[Patricia Wedel]

Perfect comment... wearing "Masks" and not socializing doesn't make for romantic interludes...
read morePerfect comment... wearing "Masks" and not socializing doesn't make for romantic interludes...
just another worry that causes stress,,, but we keep going forward with our dreams. tenderly, Pat

[Neville]

What a delightful picture you have painted her dear Pat and truly ..... ginger spiked kisses are among my faves :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Neville... perhaps ginger spiced kisses would be better received. You are a good Sport... gently, Pat

[Neville]

bloomin i's .. they aint as good as they used to be :)

[barleygirl]

Your poem, chock full of seaside delights & imagery for all the senses, seems to suggest that a swirling scene of promise might not end up as we expect. As one bitterly jaded, I don't believe in promising anything to anyone. If anyone promises me something, I take it with a grain of salt. Promises are not ours to give, since we have so much less control over our lives than we think we do. Your poem reminds me of the folly of youth, when we threw promises around like hard candies at a parade. At some point in life we learn to just embrace the current moment & accept that we have no say over what's to come (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Margie... adventures are fun if you can keep your perspective. I have only one regret and I try not to dwell on it. Life is to be savored and that is the best of the best.
This poem was written as thoughts crossed my mind and of course we face the future together. Always 💕 lovely to hear from you. tenderly, Pat