Dazzle

In a wisp of autumn leaves 

You dazzle me with your Charisma  

as yellow Freesia petals float about 

my mellow broken heart of memories 

I listen to the sound of your breathing 

wondering what you are dreaming... 

Your eyes of Larkspur lavender blue 

have enticed me to believe in love 

high in the Sky where clouds wait for 

the day when we fly away where 

waterfalls will play where lovers 

come to say their vows by a pond 

of waterlillies in colors of delicate 

emotions wrapped in beauty ... 

sealed with a kiss of destiny ...  

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

A love poem for your dearest. Looking at him while he sleeps. This poem is full of love and gratitude for a life together and all the ups and downs of that life. It is a bouquet of appreciation. It is scented, colourful and glorious. Lovebirds you two. Good morning Pat. Thank you for your poetry. Always uplifting.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... life is a flight of stairs where heaven is our destination... however, we stop along the way to taste the appetizers of mango and pineapple drinks that give us the courage to carry on. The Lilly ponds of Monet bring quiet romantic moments of passion that bring us close to the reality of heaven on earth ... may we live to dream another day. tenderly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

What lovely thoughts you have Pat. I could get lost in the forests of them. Have a wonderful Monday and rest of week :) Monet's water lilies, I adore. I have copies adorning my dining room, catching the light. I never tire of his creativity.

[Patricia Wedel]

Yes... the serenity of Monet’s paintings...
His paintings must bring you peaceful feelings in these times of uncertainty.. be well and safe always, Pat

[Gee]

I think my wife more wants to strangle me rather than write about me as my snoring rattles all things ornamental :)
Companionship as we grow older together is as cherished as the love first found I think.
Beautiful words Patricia

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Gee... your latter comment reminds me of the “Ornamental Cabbages” that Lie in Flower Beds in Central Park where we live in Virginia... there are “beds” of colored Pancies... purple and yellow mixed with ornamental cabbages... pale lavender and fusia green leaves that are in stark contrast with the Sun and Moon... May your days be lined with moments of Monets symphonies of WaterLillies and Wisteria. gently, Pat

[Neville]

You, being a poet and an orchestrator of literary masterpieces do not need to fear what lies behind the full stop I place here ... my visit demonstrates a love of words .. and your words mean so very bloomin much :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear evilly... I lost my Quill somewhere among the Cat tails along the River’s edge... where flowers bloom... gently, Pat

[Neville]

.............................. :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Neville... an error in spelling your name was quite by accident... along the River’s edge. Happy Thanksgiving. truly, Pat 🎶

[Neville]

no worries.. there are some who might think your error was actually quite correct .. Enjoy your Thanksgiving Pat and truly, Neville :)

[poetgurl]

This is just so wonderful and beautiful

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest “Angel” in disguise with eyes that see the blessings that appear... I appreciate your review and trust that you will be aware of all the beauty that nature provides when we are born with a spirit free to soar and explore the bounties of earth and sky. Tenderly, Pat

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Whoa, this is passionate and beautiful, Patricia! I loved the imagery and the way it flowed. Every scene came to life in dreamlike poetry. This is my favorite of yours, truly beautifully explained and expressed! I read it twice. tyfs Inspiring!

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Cyprian... I am thrilled that you find this poem inspiring... have a pleasant day. Be well and safe. gently, Pat

[andrew mitchell]

You paint a picture of appreciation for life and adoring those near you. Nice write Pat.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Andrew... life is so precious and we are created so delicately like precision jewelry and more. May your day be filled with hope and beauty. tenderly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Pat for the amazing poetry. I loved how you described everything. You made me believe every word. Fall and romance. Can find together perfectly.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... the crispness of apples in Autumn and the glow of pumpkins at
Eventide bring lovers to a place where beauty is found in Wisps of yesterday’s
Kiss. I appreciate your presence. gently, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Pat and I enjoyed the poem my friend.

[Robert Trakofler]

it is so nice that you are still dazzled while many tend to get frazzled over the years:) your home must be filled with love what a nice place to be I hope your example spread to your fledgelings when they left your nest to build their own homes:)

[Patricia Wedel]

Hi Robert... a beautiful Autumn Sunday in Fredericksburg, Virginia. It has not been easy to discover a soulmate after years of ups and downs. My son and daughter have found their soul mates from the beginning and have children. The young people have a challenge to survive in this economy and raise children. I appreciate your gracious review. Hope you are well and safe. Preparing for the Winter is not an easy task.
tenderly, Pat

[Robert Trakofler]

I am actively gathering up my fortitude:)

[Patricia Wedel]

I can assure you that energy comes in waves. They say that “Tonic Water with Quinine” helps prevent the Virus... along with a Zinc tablet every day. Of course, social distancing and sanitizer is necessary.
Gathering up fortitude is much like “gathering Rosebuds while ye May ”
when we “Age” gracefully. (Or you could say— “gathering up my attitude” lol.
It helps to have a unique sense of humor.
tenderly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Lovely, lovely and lovely. You bring romance and nature into a delicate balance and then make your readers sway with the words. The art of loving life and embracing it as reflective of the greatest prize of heaven above. Have a merry day.

[Patricia Wedel]

Sami... you have spooked me with your glow like a Candle lit with all-seeing eyes and a smile that kisses with fire when ghosts gather to ponder the mystery of haunted houses where Spirits roam about and float through walls of discontented memories. Be still and keep a Vigil. grntly, Pat 👻

[Sami Khalil]

Hehehe. That was so poetic. You are so kind and smart. A ghoulish welcome.

[Patricia Wedel]

Wish I had a brother like you when I was
younger... what fun... even now... Autumnly, Pat read moreWish I had a brother like you when I was
younger... what fun... even now... Autumnly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

To frolic and play. I might add, I might say. Lol

[Patricia Wedel]

Yes, children and young people frolic and play... and then we do the same with our grandchildren... hopefully, if we have the energy. gently, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. You are welcome.

[emmajoy]

'. we fly away where waterfalls will play.. where lovers.. come to say their vows by a pond .. of waterlillies in colors of delicate.. emotions wrapped in beauty.. '

I sighed an 'amen' at the end of that, Pat! From start to finish you write with such love and sincerity...
think you walk this world wrapped in loving and beautiful thoughts. Hope you're both taking care and keeping safe .. both sleeping and awake, luv. Hugs.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearling Em... your lovely review has settled upon my countenance like a halo of precious moments where butterflies sip nectar from buttercups ... and the world will return to dancing in the cooled paths of serenity... I pray earnestly there will be Bells in the Chapel where we can knell together side by side reaching up to spiritual virtues entwined .. is my Prayer... Amen... Petal x

[emmajoy]

Dear Petal Pat, as said before, your reviews are far better than the reviewed scribble! Thank you so very much. Hugs you and send love. xx

[Patricia Wedel]

You are our “special angel” breathing Hope into every moment where snowflakes hide until they decide to gently fall like Heavens petals white as snow and then perhaps Angels can sleep as the World awakens to a pristine clean atmosphere. tenderly Petal x

[emmajoy]

You're very kind, Pat., but am sure that there are those who think otherwise, more than likely my own fault. Am doing that one legged yoga position twice a day.. haven't fallen over and broken my nose - yet!

Truth is, the 'special angel' title belongs to YOU, dear lady. You always scatter your beautiful words over and about us. For that, many thanks and blessings galore. Best of best wishes to Rogert, of course. Keep warm, safe and smiling best you can, please.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Em... you and others on this site have given me inspiration to grow and learn many venues of expression... it is a challenge that keeps me young and open to new ways of stirring emotions. You, dear Lady, have wings that hover over the lonesome Doves who need assurance that life is worth the struggles that we endure.
Always remember ... You are ‘our’
“Special Angel”. truly, ‘Petal’

[emmajoy]

Dear Pat, think we all learn this, that and so much more in the cafe. not merely about writing but about people, sharing a smile now and again. Could call it a microcosm shared like a box of assorted chocolates - mostly delicious! Not sure i'm the special angel, luv.. think some would say am more like the wicked witch at times. :) Take care of you, special lady.. and you are. My petal. xxl

[Patricia Wedel]

Em, that one legged Yoga position... reminds me of a bright pink/coral Flamingo standing on one leg in a reflecting Pond... wherever they may be found. I had no idea that would be done in Yoga. You do go the distance in whatever you encounter to accomplish.
So proud to know you. tenderly, Pat

[emmajoy]

I can just about do it now.. used to do classes and then at home.. a little younger now.. but, am improving. It helps to focus low mood into something more positive, too.. much needed.

Bless you, dear, dear lady. Must off and away now.. been watching tango., my favourite dance. Good night.. will find you in a brand new day xx

[Lorry]

And to think, him happy in his blissfully unaware sleep mode and you silently pondering the hows, whats and whys of how two journeys merged onto the same path, that led you to where you both are now, wondering, wondering.....
And to think Pat, that this beautiful piece may never have saw the light of day, if he snored or moved around in his sleep one more time 😀
So glad we got to read this on here and not part of your insanity by torture defence 😀

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lorry... Roger takes dialysis three days a week for four years... he is doing very well, and he sleeps peacefully most of the time. He has been diabetic for years.
Having fought in a War... he has a bit of PTSD... and don’t we all for one reason or another. Not certain what you mean by Insanity... but I always cherish your reviews and wish you the best during these days of Insanity with the Virus and politics. God help us all. tenderly, Pat