Summer's Wind

Lost in the mist of loving you 

Lost in the kiss of holding you... 

The warmth of the sun through summer's wind 

the sound of your voice like a violin... 

The howl of a wolf entertains as dreams 

become a canopy of secret pleasures... 

Playful moments lie in meadows sweet 

your eyes and mine in a peaceful sleep... 

Flowers sway to lilting laughter and 

happy ever after... 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Your poem contains so many sensory delights that define summer for me, starting with the ever-present wind (being near the coast). I love the way you pick words with similar sounds like (mist . . . kiss) and (sweet . . . sleep). I love the way you include something for all the senses. Loving, playing, sleeping, and laughing . . . your poem is filled with the sensations of summer love (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Margie... my muse must be an angel.... I woke in the middle of the night and thought of these lines.
You could have given me a candle from heaven, as I had lost my inspiration... so I really appreciate your review. You are so generous. fondly, Pat

[barleygirl]

Really happy to hear this & I hope your angel muse visits on other hot August nights to come! *smile*

[Jade]

Playful moments lie in meadows sweet
your eyes and mine in a peaceful sleep...

Flowers sway to lilting laughter and
happy ever after...

LOVE THIS PART....SO BEAUTIFUL,
You write very well, I enjoy writes

[Cherrie Palmer]

There is a story within this poem. The images the poem creates and then the mood that overlays that the readers mind creates. Excellent. I see a woman sitting on her garden swing staring at a picture porclaming this piece from memory

[Fran Marie]

This lovely verse all comes together so nicely
Like a soft lulaby floating in on a gentle summer
Breeze ...nice work ..Pat..

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Fran Marie... your visit is charming as Winter has brought it’s first snow... there may be snow thunder and more Wonder to behold. Lovely to read your review of Summer’s Wind. truly, Pat

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I enjoyed the read my friend. I must say the wolf seemed oddly out of place to me somehow however. The sound seems mournful and eerie to me; far from comforting and really quite terrifying if one is camped out at night in the mountains, as well as the cries of mountain lions. All else seems sweet and comforting here but the wolf relays the threat of danger in the midst to me.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Fabian... I appreciate your critique, and my line about the howl of the Wolfe entertains is oddly out of place. Perhaps I was thinking of when we did camp on family land in the woods... and we did hear the howl of the wolf ... Life abd love can be so serene, and then suddenly there can be “a Wolfe at our door”. However, in poetry that would be another poem presented as not so romantic. It is exciting to receive my first critique... and I may change that line, because otherwise it is a romantic overture. truly, Pat

[¿]

This is reminding me the summer which is gone for this year.....
Twas full of heat and warmth and sensuality and lovely essence...just like your poem here! Thanks for sharing, Patricia :)
ps : love the rhyming!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Tahspin.... thank you for reviewing my poem Summer’s Wind. Glad to know that your Summer has been romantic. truly, Pat

[¿]

You're very warmly welcome dear Patricia! :)

[Sami Khalil]

"as dreams
become a canopy of secret pleasures...

Playful moments lie in meadows sweet"

I love those lines...

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Sami... lovely to read your delightful review. The must of the summer rain... the gift of flowers scent... beholding dreams of birds in flight. Thank you Sami ,
truly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

The mist of the summer rain... the gift of flowers 💐 scent...

[Sami Khalil]

"The must of the summer rain... the gift of flowers scent... beholding dreams of birds in flight."
Whoa! You are waxing poetical...

[Sami Khalil]

It must be the mist...

[Patricia Wedel]

Or the morning kiss...

[Sami Khalil]

"Lost in the mist of loving you
Lost in the kiss of holding you...

The warmth of the sun"

[Patricia Wedel]

The kiss of petals against an early dawn...
a newly borne fawn with dreamy brown eyes... wondering why... the sky is so blue.
Thank you Sami...

[Sami Khalil]

The serenade of birds in a lush green forest, the kiss of breeze on on gentle skin, the embrace of mothers before tears...

[Patricia Wedel]

“the embrace of mothers before tears” is so endearing and reminiscent... a lush green forest... my choice... love the natural rhymes of passion, dear friend...

[Sami Khalil]

Glad you like them...

[Paul Bell]

Nice undercurrent flowing through this summer dish.
And it has been a great summer.
Long may they continue.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Paul... a summer dish of lovers mist ... where strawberries 🍓 lie in delicious
rendezvous of blissful dreams... Thank you Paul

[θεά]

Love the delicate tenor of the rhyme scheme, allowing the reader to suspend herself to a dreamlike levitation. The power of true love, its ability to allow a person towards self-discovery, its ability to heal, its ability to shield from all jagged ends of reality- all these have been showcased intricately in your work.

Grand to have read your work.

Best,
M

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Mallika... love your expression of delicate tenor ... the mist of love is only a dream away. truly, Pat

[Relic]

This is a finely composed piece of poetry, Patricia. You conjure up beautiful summer images and sounds. To enjoy all this with a loved one makes it all complete.

A beautiful poem.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Relic.. the last days of summer sing a song of love amongst the flowers in meadows sweet. May the scents of summer remain in the midst of dreams. truly, Pat