Antiquity of Love

Wrinkles caress your cheek as eyes twinkle in silver moonlight streams of violet scents...

After a dinner of Shepherd's Pie and 

a dessert of Peach cobbler, 

we settled in the Parlour ...  

and listened to the player piano 

spilling over in love songs... 

Scents of lavender and roses 

penetrated the evening,  

and sweet tender kisses...  

invaded the lullabies of forever 

remembering the blossoms of Spring...  

Pleasant Dreams  

Reviews

[emmajoy]

What a romantic, relaxed overture, PAt. Can see it so clearly - near inhale that Shepherds Pie! In fact, you've truly servied up a delicious poem! (sorry!). Apart from the scent of roses and lavender, you could invisibly include Rosemary for ... memories. xx '.. listened to the player piano ~ spilling over in love songs...'

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest EmmaJoy... your review is a Treasure to recover. I love the scent of Rosemary,,, particularly in fresh baked Bread. Lovely to read your words from three years ago. Love and best wishes,,, gently, Pat

[emmajoy]

Smiling, now hungry for a snack of h/m bread with chopped black olives and a touch of basil.. Nothing like spices or herbs to jazz up both food and LIFE! Waving thanks across the ocean.. xx

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'Antiquity of Love'
Patricia Wedel,
Your title set me up. Love does not get old for we all desire this precious flame. I was tickled with how the age old sweetness flowed off this page. I can imagine the setting with a warm fire in a wood stove and just two people happy in one another's company. The meal starts things well and the melody of Spring.
Blessings,
Kathy

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Kathy... we long for the simple romantic Love when warm fire after a delicious meal can stir the emotions, I appreciate your finding this olde Poem. gently, Pat

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Yes Pat you are an inspiring person with an appreciation that flows in your words. Bless you this Sunday. I pray it blessed with some fun and smiles.
Kathy

[CD Campbell]

Lovely poem. I am in my summer of life and content to leave the spring behind for now. I do hope the future for me will bring such an elegant vision that you have penned. It gives me hope that love continues.
You write very well. CD

[Patricia Wedel]

dear CD... the summer of your life can be what you want it to be... remembering that Vows should be kept and not taken lightly. It takes a lot of wisdom to make good decisions. Sometimes we become wise later that sooner. Being a poet will encourage you to be aware. Thanks for your gracious review. truly, Pat

[Valentine]

Soft and so romantic, made me lonesome. Valentine

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You made me long for the old days. When love was beautiful and intimate and not this hook up generation that rather be on cell phones than making memories together. Simply lovely. Your poem brought to my mind why we love such relationships like Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth Bennet. Thanks for sharing. N.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear N, the simple things... a blossom falling
from a tree ... a butterfly floating by... thanks
for appreciating the good 'ok days... truly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dear N... Pride and Prejudice is s charming story
of how relationships evolve when proper ideals
eventually surface. I appreciate your comments
for "Antiquity of Love". truly, Pat

[Sharon L.H. Kelly]

The imagery and words create a beautiful setting and encounter of by-gone days. Truly a lovely write!

[rubie]

This is so hauntingly beautiful. There are such tender images in your words.

It calls up love in the golden years, and the quiet strength that comes with it.

Lovely.

[Vishuddha]

I see you are one of those people who have found a door way into another time. So much more pleasant than today's world. Thank you for the moment. It is a pleasure.

[Adam Adams]

"Scents of lavender and roses... penetrated the evening... ". Wonderful lines. "Antiquity of love" is a very passionate title for the poetry. It reminds poets the time of golden years by the means of olden days. Beautiful work.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Adams... your comment is endearing
as heirloom roses grace our heart.
truly... Pat

[Astrid]

It seems like this poem tells a story of a romantic night in three parts. First a lovely dinner, then a passionate time together, and finally sleep. Though at the same time they fit together as a whole entirety.