When Snow melts in the Mountains

Freshwater streams feed into Rivers...

Love flows like streams down a Mountain Ravine... 

entwining among wildflowers of Lady Slippers and 

Jack in the Pulpits.... where Mountain Laurel gathers... 

Mourning Doves woo their lover under the cover of 

the Crescent Moon... returning to the western sky 

after sunset appearing with Evening Star Venus... 

Venus is named after the Roman Goddess of love and beauty... 

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

"Just let your love flow like a mountain stream
And let your love grow with the smallest of dreams
And let your love show and you'll know what I mean
It's the season
Let your love fly like a bird on a wing
And let your love bind you to all living things
And let your love shine and you'll know what I mean
That's the reason" Bellamy Brothers


This was very beautiful and visual. We had a field of lady slipper orchids behind the house where I was raised. They grew under the cover of filtered light in an overgrown orchard. I love the mountain laurels, especially when they bloom in June and July. This painted a beautiful picture in my mind. I enjoyed, F.

[Patricia Wedel]

Wow!!! dear Fabian… I love your review… we have lived a Life where Flowers had a Language of their own. I still get Lost in Flowers Bloom and cry when they are sad. tenderly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Fabian .. I have seen Lady Slippers and Jack in the Pulpit on the Mountainside in Spring in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia. A beautiful sight where I went to a Boarding School in 1954. gently, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Fabian… the first part of your Review is beautiful Poetry written by you… and it is extraordinary as it flows. gently, Pat

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I'm sorry. The first part of my review is part of a song written by Larry E. Williams who was a "roadie" for Neil Diamond. It was recorded in 1975 by The Bellamy Brothers and hit Billboard's #1 spot on the pop charts in 1976. I thought I had listed correct attribution. Bless.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Fabian… I just googled the Lyrics sung by the Bellamy Brothers.. so I now understand. I have also been a Fan of Neil Diamond and appreciate that he wrote the Lyric. I have to still “catch up” on so much to this day because My Father was a Religious fanatic and we only listened and sang Religious Songs, so I was very confused for years. However, I have learned a lot through my years. I adore Neil Diamond’s recent song “Pretty Amazing Grace”. His best Song in my opinion. gently, Pat

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Neil Diamond did not write but his "roadie" as I said, Larry E. Williams. I think my favorite by Neil Diamond is "Longfellow Serenade", possibly because of the mention of one of my favorite poets. Bless.

[Patricia Wedel]

Thank you Fabian… Yes remember now you said Neil’s “Roadie” wrote the Lyrics. I will listen to “Longfellow Serenade”. Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

your poetry makes love a river that runs in a beautiful version down a mountain.
too often love just tumbles downhill on very dry land (feelings)
when the flow is stopped up by flotsam....
Your poetry could make curmudgeons smile.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob… you could draw a hilarious Cartoon with your Words. I can only imagine a Curmudgeon smile, and all the while the “waves” on the River are deliriously happy. May your romantic notions be aligned with Venus the Evening Star. tenderly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

Dearest Pat, your words flow like a mountain stream, vivid imagery to show how loves flows as well... bringing in the fauna and flora as you always do to make it read so beautifully. I love mourning doves, especially under the crescent moon...so soothing and calming...
Hope this finds you well,
Yours truly,
B.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Betty… the Tributaries of our Heart
merge into a River where peaceful feelings ebb and flow… Thank you for your generous review. Be Well and let Mother Nature color your Dreams. gently, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

You be well too !💥

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

You have taken God's greatest creation, mother nature to a whole new level.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Dale… I want to stand tall like Gladiolas when the wind and waves
Play melodies of Beethoven’s Fifth…
tenderly, Pat

[emmajoy]

As ever always, your words refer to your surroundings: floral and musical. There's so much calm and pleasure in everything you see, feel and hear, Pat. Thank you, dear lady, for sharing with your friends.

Wishing you and Roger a kind and beautiful week ahead. Hugs. xx

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Em... You surely are a Lady of many virtues...
kindness and understanding. Nature is musical... the sound of water gurgling over stones in Rivers where rapids create white blossoms of summer sunshine.
Now I can "nap" until the Sun slips over my window-sill. Lovely to hear your voice like a pipe organ in a Parish reverie.... be still my heart. tenderly, Pat

[emmajoy]

I'm happiest in the All About, dear Pat.. complete with the freedom to smell the plants and dream of flying with the tweeters! xx

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Pat. Your poem took me to Switzerland where I once saw glaciers melting in the spring sunshine. I saw diamonds dancing in crystal waters and meadows choked with wild flowers of every colour. It was a piece of heaven. Glaciers are like frozen hearts. They need to melt. I have written about Venus myself and seen her in the early morning sky. Love from across the pond on a beautiful morning.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... lovely to have a Sip of your delicious
memories in Switzerland with glaciers melting in the spring sunshine. There are diamonds sparkling on our Rappahannock River in Fredericksburg, Virginia. There are also "rapids" with foamy white peaks that keep the water flowing. There are Terns sitting on Rocks listening to the sounds of Mozart. Wishing you the Joy of living where Clouds form in delicate memories. tenderly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Romance is always playing melodies of sensual
movements in Streams of Sensibility... where
Mourning Doves coo and woo their lovers.
tenderly, the Author, Pat