Refuge from a Snow Storm

Quiet snow falls on the winter of my heart

Your smile is like the prevailing wind... 

It draws me in like a 

bee to clover... 

I dream of you knocking on my door... 

when cold winds blow 

against my window pane... 

And in the morning light I see 

snowy footprints in the hall where 

you found refuge after all... 

Reviews

[Lorry]

Beatiful words Pat. We all need shelter from the storm at some point in our lives, where warmth and comfort becomes more important than what we used to think was important, wealth. Perhaps you need to be welcomed out of a storm to see that though.
You put that into words so well.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lorry... the eve of thanksgiving is past and the night air is getting colder... tomorrow will be almost freezing.... perhaps the birds will find shelter.
And you will sleep while the snowy white owls 🦉 will be very wise and warm as
Hot chocolate in a cup.... Many blessings. truly, Pat

[Lorry]

And to you Pat, thanks.

[Relic]

I don't know why I didn't notice this (or your writing in general) before. Or did I? In any case, you write beautifully. I've peeked at your other poems. :)

100/100

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Relic... how charming to have you read an earlier poem... finding snowy footprints in the Hall . It is an honor to have you stop by and leave heart prints. truly, Pat

[Jade]

when cold winds blow
against my window pane...

And in the morning light I see

snowy footprints in the hall where
you found refuge after all...


LOVE THIS SO MUCH....This is so very good

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Brandie... your review has given me such a precious gift. I adore that you love the closing line. fondly, Pat

[An owl on the moon]

What a beautifully moving poetic utterance, filled with warmth and longing. A snowstorm is coming here tomorrow, but I realize it can winter in the soul at anytime. Such peace flows through your words and these footprints found there.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Owl... your review is mellow and charming.... causing my heart 💜 to flutter like a butterfly in the middle of Winter. fondly, Pat

[An owl on the moon]

Ah, may your precious heart always be found fluttering free...

[NotUsinganymore]

Very nice! I liked it! Kind of reminds when in North Korea's freezing cold temperature, we would sleep on animal's fresh poop to keep warm in the cold nights and cuddle with the person next to you.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear JungLee... we all are in survivor mode... the earth is our bed and green moss under a tree is soft. But in the Winter... we need to find warmth wherever we find it to be. Be blessed. truly, Pat

[barleygirl]

It's very original to compare the things you compare in this poem. It's all about not doing the predictable thing & that's what I love about your poem. It makes so much more sense than the typical comparisons. I love the way a touch of melancholy is wrapped up in a bright joyful scene . . . like some losses that linger in the background during every fun activity this time of year. Your message is a swirl of all the sensations as the holiday can often be hot & cold for most people (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Margie... a good mystery can involve romance... a dream can be an omen of things to come. It seems our world has lost some humor and gained an infinity for mystery. The wind is changing and your smile is a barometer of the weather. Have a festive holiday with hot cocoa and eggnog with a sprinkle of nutmeg. hugs and jitterbugs, Pat

[barleygirl]

I confess . . . my holiday splurge is to add a splash of Bailey's Irish Cream to sweeten my coffee on a rainy morning like this! *smile* But we can share a virtual cup of anything, anytime! (((HUGS)))

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Margie... on Christmas Eve... we will make a toast to you ... that you will be well and happy always... and evermore. hugs, Pat x

[Neville]

snow storms are great on Christmas cards and in fairy tales but not so good for the tired and weary, cold and hungry traveler, or those we love, especially our feathered friends, who need all the help they can get when the temperatures drop and their natural food supply is threatened.. what a captivating little poem and true...

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Neville... we live in a bird haven where our feathered friends fly from tree to tree and appreciate the seed we leave, especially the Cardinals in Winter who cannot get enough sunflower seeds. Blessings to you ... may your haven be warm and full of fruitful delicacies. truly, Pat

[Neville]

I just knew it, but tis always good to hear Pat... all good things to you and yours today and throughout this festive Season... N x

[Coyote Poetry]

Gentle, wonderful and amazing use of words. Thank you Pat for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... I love the word gentle... life can be exciting in a gentle way. especially where love is concerned. May your days be warm with snowy footprints in the Hall. truly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Pat. I always enjoy your work.

[Hasan669]

I enjoyed the use of similes in this poem, for example comparing a smile of the subject of the poem to the wind. I most of all enjoyed the twist at the end of the poem where the dream is actually a reality. Well written, brief and to the point.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Hassan... the prevailing wind always brings a surprise ending. It can be pleasant if we only dream. I appreciate your reviewing Refuge from a Snow Storm.
truly, Pat

[Cherrie Palmer]

Oh I like this from opening image to the close, I was hooked.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Cherrie... your poetic overture has been played in my heart. The romance of dreams can leave clues in unexpected ways. truly, Pat

[Papaya]

This is one of those beautiful poems that I wish I had written.
It feels like someone coming home after a storm that you feared might keep him/her away.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Ana... yes... we do wish for that knock at the door during the Holidays...
even in a dream... there may be a Sign
that they were here and found a refuge after all. Your review is like a blessing.
truly, Pat