Roses with scents of Sage and Romance

The dance of an English Rose with thorns 

that protect the innocence of untouched delicacy... 

attracting hummingbirds and butterflies with sage advice.  

Summer Lovin' has ceased to dream when winds excite 

an angels kiss to be placed upon the cheek of Autumn 

in colors of Sunset Mango and Pineapple sunrise... 

On a rainy Sunday morning... a yellow Warbler landed on 

a stem of a Dahlia... an end of summer gift to behold. 

 

 

Reviews

[emmajoy]

' On a rainy Sunday morning... a yellow Warbler landed on ~ a stem of a Dahlia... an end of summer gift to behold. ' ..

seems as if all the seconds and phrases that came before those two lines were just holding their breath for the arrival of that oh so visual Yellow warbler and dahlia.. sigh. Beautiful, dear petal Pat.. xx

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Em... that is exactly how I feel about you... as though you are a yellow warbler on a stem of a Dahlia singing sweetly of love...
Your presence is delicately tendered to my heart. gently, Petal x

[emmajoy]

What a kind reaction, Pat, thank you so very much. Hope you have a happy Sunday, petal. Must away to my oven now.. so might find you later in the day. Say hello to Roger for me. Hugs

[Betty Hermelee]

vivid words to show the ends of summer and the beginning of Autumn; everything changes, birds' behaviors, leaves turning luscious colors, the wind blows in and the rains pour down; but even the changes are lovely to behold; I can see those creatures of nature so clearly. Love this! Your, Betty

[Cherrie Palmer]

The title's sweet aroma pulled me in. Is there anything better than Autumn's kiss? Your images are always a treasure to discover. As always your words are a delight.

[Patricia Wedel]

Thank you Cherrie dear... once again we are kissed with Autumn as the last Rose of Summer softly sleeps. Wishing you and yours a blessed Thanksgiving and good health and prosperity. tenderly, Pat

[Wórdsmíth]

winter is coming.. and it's always a sweet-nice way to say goodbyes to old seasons & have 'em captured like this in... 'Roses with scents of Sage and Romance'.. the choice of words speak a lot itself...

nature is always peaceful when we find time to listen to it, and good part of being a writer is - a writer never let (s) this moment go w/o havin' it written & saved 'pon real time...

[Rose]

This is absolutely beautiful, and paints an amazing and delicate picture! This is beautiful, thank you so much for sharing! Have an amazing day!❤️

[Chris Shaw]

How visual your word paintings are Pat. So beautiful and delicate. I have returned home after a weeks holiday. The dahlias in my garden were gloriously magnificent before I went. Their heads looking proudly up to the heavens. Sadly however, the heavy rainfall of autumn, has given them a bit of a battering. They need much tender loving care. Have a, wonderful week dear Pat. All good wishes winging their way to you.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... so lovely to read your charming review. Sorry about your Dahlia's sad state upon your return. They are hardy, but susceptible to wind and rain... leaving a sad refrain. Our weather has become balmy once again... however, Winter will find a way to freeze our toes. Welcome home where tender loving care may pamper your Dahlias for some time. Thanks for the wishes... crossing the Pond.
Sending my wishes for you by a pure white Dove with love. tenderly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Make the most of balmy because winter will be with us before you know it. Love those wishes being carried on the wings of a pure white dove. How beautiful that is Pat.

[barleygirl]

Your poem is a graceful depiction for all the senses to show how I'm often clinging to summer while I'm also pining for autumn (like right now . . . every day still up to 100*!) I think I want the coolness of autumn, but I don't want to surrender the vigorous gardening of summer. Your poem is dancing on that precipice like I've been doing for weeks! I think it's going to be a dry mild winter, so they say, & by now I'm counting on it! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Margie... I worry about you as I know many others do also. You are so Brave and courageous.
We have been indulging in organic Strawberries grown
in California. They surely are flown to the East Coast on a Jetliner... to be so fresh and delicious. I thought of you and your Garden. We put them in homemade Pancakes... yummy ! Our Strawberries in Virginia are ripe the first of June and only last for two weeks.
I have a gorgeous Mango that is light green and part is a bright orange/red... but it will be delicious when ripe. Wegmans grocery has a lot of organic fruit flown in from Mexico and California. They have their own Bakery with lemon pastries and Cinnamon Yeast
sugar donuts. Now I am making you hungry. I apologize for that. It will be wonderful if you have a dry mild winter. Love and prayers... Pat

[barleygirl]

This morning is our first truly chilly morn this year & both dogs were cuddled up to me in bed, rather than their usual hot-weather independence, sprawled on the cooler linoleum here & there. I ordered a sherpa electric blanket & I have a half cord of oak ready to burn! We 3 will be snuggly! Love you!

[Patricia Wedel]

Whoa... I was just thinking of an Electric blanket... it is Chilly here also. Your Pups must be a source of comfort indeed. My grandson is a Senior this year doing his schooling in the Compute. He works part-time at Chick Filet where he is Smitten with a girl his age. They are an “Item” now.
She has very long soft bright blond Hair.
He took her to the Mall and they went to “Build a Bear”. He dressed a Bear for her to look like “Repunzel” with very long blond hair. A sweet story and true as related by my daughter. They live a hundred miles away in Virginia Beach. Virginia. Have a
delicious day and stay warm and cozy...
with 💕 Pat

[barleygirl]

What a precious share. Now I'll be going around all day like I've got a million dollars in my pocket! *wink! wink!* By the way my little lettuces are finally growing again. The rounded leaves popping up are bigger & hide the jagged edges of bird pecking (which gives me angst to see!) The birds are now pecking the living daylights out of my broccoli now, but I've got a ton of broccoli, so they can have some. Much bigger leaves! (((HUGS)))

[John the Baptist]

Very colorful and interesting images in this one. A very nice way to greet the change of seasons, much more palatable than the reminders that we are all getting older.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest John... so blessed with your artful review...
some poems are ageless and some poets are also...
it is a state of mind. It takes a full life well lived to feel the art of romance and the dance. gently, Pat

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

"The dance of an English Rose with thorns" I got lost in the imagery of this line.
The rest of the poem got me deeper. Beautiful poetry. Poems that are poetic have a musical voice when reading all its own. This poem has that voice. I enjoyed reading this, tyfs.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Cyprian... your review is like a melody of ‘bleeding hearts” flowers harmonizing with the Dahlias and the yellow Warblers song. Thank you for your Autumn orchestration of emotions in the heart of an Artichoke that has been dipped in romantic
Overtures. gently, Pat

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Wow, even your replies are so poetic :)
You're most welcome, dear

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

This is a perfect gem of a poem. Delicate, fragrant, images of English gardens at the turn of the season. Such radiant elements of imagery- all colors, scents- just bursting with life. Love how you are always so attuned to nature and her lovely children. Great wordplay too, in your lovely garden, Pat. Thank you so much for this beautiful morning gift!

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Annette... your review is as fresh as
early morning dew when violins linger beside the River of romantic rapture. Truly, Pat