Violets of stolen moments

The sun rises and smiles on the 

bosoms of mountains... 

as the rivers flow with currents of 

natures provocative libations... 

Breezes sway with lullabies and 

memories of lovers breath in 

soft sounds of merriment... 

Sweet violets of stolen secrets and 

flights of butterfly dreams... 

Many days of rain have brought 

a sense of movement in sleeping 

buds of possibility... 

Birds in painted vanity appear 

as though the opera of a lost paradise has 

suddenly discovered sunshine and laughter...  

Reviews

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This makes me think of those violet fields of Provence that served as the backdrop for some of Van Gogh's latter years.

"Bosoms of mountains".....such an alluring description. As always, your description of the senescent scene is lush and visual. Surely someday the floral world will bow at your feet for all these dedications to their beauty.

Another beautiful write, Pat.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Doodley... I see the "Starry Sky" in your eyes. Surely your eyes are Violet when the bosoms of mountains fall at your feet. Van Gough's brush has has painted memories of laughter and Happy everafter. truly, Pat

[roarke]

what a beautiful way to describe a garden of flowers and life's moments. The magic is the space between. Brava.

[Christy the Poetic Hear..]

I was captivated since the first sentence. Your imagery are simply wonderful and your poem is breath-taking.
Amazingly done!!!!

[Great Aunt Astri]

I love the way you equate the 'provocative libations' of Spring with lovers 'sweet violets of stolen secrets'. Both have 'buds of possibilities'. Synonymous for both. And I love the ending. Here in England the opera of Spring has begun, but like you we have snow! Roll on the sunshine an laughter!

[emmajoy]

Thanks to your beautiful anthem, Patricia, can almost smell the scent of violets in my room! Isn't it wonderful to see and feel the daintiness of Spring flowers slowly taking over the dreariness of Winter?! . Must add that the warmth of your words balance out the fact that overnight we've had almost six inches of snow and- moe to come. It looks beautiful tho.

Just read your poem again: You have that magical eye and touch when wriging about the Outdoors, thank you so very much for sharing. xx

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Emmajoy... even though there is still snow, the buds appear with enough sunshine, knowing it is time for rebirth.
Many trees branches are still dormant, but are late bloomers. Early bloomers are showing gorgeous blooms. It is always a Joy to read your review. May Spring find you refreshed and blessed. truly, Pat

[emmajoy]

(Pat) thank you. . There's magic about this time of year, especially when snow's still falling, we have almot six inches overnight.. more promised. BUT, daffodils, a very few snowrops and winter pansies are still showing.. such brave beings they are. Aren't we human beings lucky!! Stay happy, dear you. xx

[Patricia Wedel]

Yes... so much magic in Spring... will flowers bring... You certainly have a lot of snow... stay warm and cozy under a quilt of promises. truly, Pat

[emmajoy]

I will, I will .. I promise. :)

[Moonie]

This is so soft and subtle..made me muse about beautiful violet fields and butterflies! I like how positively you have portrayed new beginnings and new starts-- the rising sun, the buds of possibility... , and i like how the poem fills me with sunshine and hope! Good writing!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Moon’s fairest... lovely to know you
we’re able to muse about violet fields and butterflies. May your days be blessed with nature’s quest. truly, Pat

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

OMG! Your poem is A masterpiece of brushstrokes, eloquent words and exquisitely vivid imagery. “Rivers flow with currents of nature’s provocative libations...”-superb line! Love this poem dear Pat. You are a Rembrant of words! I will delight to “buds of possibility” with the nearness of Spring... :))

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Annette... your review has touched my heart with colors of divine inspiration.
Spring has a way of breaking the morning with beauty unfolding. truly, Pat

[wordman]

took me on a journey through gods creation

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Wordman... Creation is awesome ... glad you enjoyed the journey of reading
Violets of stolen moments. truly, Pat

[wordman]

my pleasure

[An owl on the moon]

Word on word seems like brush stroked color coming to life. I love finding myself outside in the glorious air, with a world like this coming alive all around me. Beautifully painted.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Owl... nature is provocative after a long winter of waiting; she appears in natures colors in fashions galore. The bees are planning to pollinate and flowers want to look their best. Lovely for you to drop in and leave your breath of spring. truly, Pat

[An owl on the moon]

Yes, oh the daffodils are already dancing here. The warm winds are coming. :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this reminds me not only of spring, but of new life, new love...restoration of hope and happiness.
beautiful imagery here.
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob... yes, mountain tops are provocative and Spring is in the air. Peggy Lee would sing of fever and desire ... truly, Pat