Lemon Meringue Tart

My estranged heart has been crowned with 

whipped clouds where songs are hummed in 

murmurring moments when you appear with 

your usual extraordinary Smile and Sea green eyes  

so deeply framed in Blue... 

I knew that it was only a matter of time when 

my heart would melt and the Sun would go down... 

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Sea green eyes with blue. Captivating, mesmerising and with smiles too. That lemon meringue tart with its whipped clouds sounds very tempting. Shall we have a large slice with an English cuppa Pat, and sit and talk it over in your garden. Love this poem.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... lemon meringue tart by the garden gate ... heaven can wait... I have a special “flowered cup” just for you.. have you ever seen the under-breast of a Morning Dove as it flies just above our head... gorgeous soft white feathers... and Red Cardinals galore... half past Tea would be the perfect Thyme. Thanks for sipping by the Willow tree... tenderly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Pat I have returned to read you again. I have been looking for a new poetic feast from your pen and the cupboard is bare of new pastries , so I have helped myself to another slice of your lemon meringue tart and hope you will join me on my covered deck for tea soon. Sending you and yours all good wishes from across the pond. Keep safe and well. It is a beautiful autumn morning here.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... you have inspired me... and I thank you ever so much. After having a lot of rain, we are now having sunny days that are very Cool, as Autumn slips silently away, but Pumpkins are surviving for Thanksgiving. We always have a Cornucopia of blessings at this time of year... joining you in an early morning English Cop of Tea. With love across the Pond. Pat

[Fran Marie]

smiles and eyes
so captivating
melting into
a sunset .
sounds like a
delicious tart
indeed..beautiful
descriptivex makes
this a delightful read
with your astounding
poetic verse..love it

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Fran Marie... love can be seen in
smiling eyes and delicious clouds of whipped cream where the sea green Ocean waves are reflected in unspoken moments of tasty tarts and hearts are blended in the rhapsody of passion. Be brave and well my friend.
tenderly, Pat

[AJNJ]

A poem so delectable, it makes the heart melt. Those sea green eyes framed in blue and the clouds whipped as cream....You take us to everything beautiful in love! A perfect love poem for sundown, dear Ms.Pat.
Happy Halloween 🌹

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest AJ... Halloween 🎃 was delightful when two Dinosaurs knocked at our Door...
and Kids dressed as Skeletons and Pirates and little girls as Ballerinas held Bags of 👻 Trick or Treat gathering chocolate and Peppermint. A romantic blue full Moon guided their steps under a dark Rainbow 🌈 of Mystery. Be safe and well until the dawn of a new beginning. tenderly, Pat

[AJNJ]

Thanks for the beautiful words ....🌹

[barleygirl]

There are no birds here. I'm wondering if this is what happens when you are fully enamored by some handsome hunk of human. It becomes all about munching his delights & the featheries can fly away until some other dull day that's lacking in whipped meringue topped by sea green flirtations. I'm catching a spell here . . . someone is transfixed & it makes me wish I was, too! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Margie... the birds are fed no matter what ... they are part of my mernagerie... I do get inspired to write poetry about Roger’s eyes... they go from blue to sea green. He is a very special person... I appreciate your checking in ...
we are so busy maintains our health... it is fun to let go and 💃 dance. Lovely to read your words ... wishing you Peace on Earth
early this year. 💕 love and prayers, Pat x

[Lydia Shutter]

Sea green eyes will mesmerize every time....especially if they are framed in blue! What a delightfully romantic write this is, Pat. Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lydi... your review has set me on a romantic collision course... have a great day... gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Wow..."my heart would melt as the Sun would go down"

as night cools, love warms...
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

Hey Jacob... when the Sun goes down... the Stars come out... may be an old Jimmy Buffet song...
read moreHey Jacob... when the Sun goes down... the Stars come out... may be an old Jimmy Buffet song...
what could go wrong. gently, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Basking in the beauty of the imagery and the loveliness of the words. Your a soul that brings cheers to your reader. Enjoy every beautiful moment.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Sami... so chivarious of you to respond to
my gestures of romance when the sun sets and shadows of a rainbow are luminous reminders of
sacred treasures. Be safe and well. tenderly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome luminous...ly and not ominously.

[Patricia Wedel]

Ominous is a dark cloud before a Thunderstorm... ( to be positive — luminous is more cheerful)... poetry can be spooky this time of year, especially with the virus.
Gently, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

So true and well said. Enjoy and be safe.

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Beautiful imagery! I also really like "whipped clouds" whipped seems to be a perfect way of describing clouds and it fits wonderfully with your poem and poetry. Amazingly explained and expressed. Tyfs

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Cyprian... I am charmed by your gracious review. When omnious whipped clouds bring hope of
discoveries that will heal our world, we will rest upon the Cliffs along the Oceans of the world. gently, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Cyprian ... correction: When “luminous” whipped clouds bring hope of discoveries ..
a suggestion from Sami... (we must be positive) when prayers are offered. gently, Pat

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

:) I confuse clouds too. :) Thank you for explaining.

[Patricia Wedel]

When the Sun is resting on the horizon of
rose lavender dreams... my thoughts linger
where rainbow shadows glow in the darkening sky...
I sigh...