A misty morning Egyptian song

colors of sunrise in a sky of blue

Awakening to the scent of morning rain 

as Roses unfold in the essence of love... 

Ancient songs of Egyptian lore when 

Pyramids held passionate secrets of 

forbidden love that would linger with 

the scent of lavender and almonds 

upon the breast of Pharaohs until 

the end of time with  

frankincense and myrrh... 

  

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This poem touches a spot I was thinking about scratching but you beat me to it! I just love the title. I love all the awesomeness you pack into your imagery, reminiscent of cultures on the other side of the world. Your last line speaks to me of the holidays, too. I'm catching a connection between writing about this region & how it plays a part in how most of us envision the Christmas story (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Margie... thank you for your charming review.
The Egyptians did leave scents of thyme and lavender the tombs, as well as frankincense and myrrh. fondly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Christ was born at least 2500 years after the Pyramids were built. The Egyptians did leave thyme and lavender, as well as frankincense and myrrh in the tombs, It is amazing that the Wise men brought gifts of frankincense, myrrh and gold to Christ when he was born. as ever, Pat

[barleygirl]

Thanks for the info . . . my sense of history is feeble! I wasn't thinking of this connection as being literal. I was just thinking that those spicy elements kind of represent the culture of that region in a person's mind. Thanks for sharing!

[Patricia Wedel]

Margie.. lovely to share thoughts with you. Frankincense and Myrrh start as a resinous sap inside aspecial family of trees that grow almost exclusively in the southern end of the Arabian Peninsula.
Amazing that we have organic shops where we can still use the scents from history. fondly, Pat

[barleygirl]

More great information! You are literally a fountain splashing! *wink! wink!*

[Lydia Shutter]

There is something so special about the scent of the air early in the morning after a rain storm. Egyptian....hmmmm...where did your mind wander, my friend. The reference to frankincense and myrrh makes me think of the three wise men. I wonder if we could find three wise men in today's world! Always a pleasure to read you, Pat. Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lydi... always lovely to read your review... I believe there are three Wise Men who have come Far bearing gifts that would enlighten our take on our Constitution... someone very close to our heart who have studied the Law of the Land and contributed in many known and unknown occasions. And how about a Woman like you being part of the group of the Wise. I will be the Speaker if the House that believes in keeping an Account of who enters our Country and why. truly, Pat

[Lydia Shutter]

Smiling here.....not sure how wise I am until after my first cup of coffee! :) You would be a great speaker, my friend.

[Einstein Noodle]

well done! Egypt ... the land of myth and mysteries ... i admire you voice, Pat .. truly do .. you are precise, concise and surgical yet create in color, scent and emotion ... really like this one ... great closing ... i put our beloved pet Bella to rest about a month ago now. I built her coffin and we put her blankies, toys and her pink Harley Davidson collar in with her .. i packed her with frankincense, myrrh, cedar and natron (sea salt and bicarb) ....anyway ... especially like your closing with those spices ... i know what they smell like ;) and its lovely actually ... your poem brings romance ... even in the buried secrets of the tomb ... like this one a lot!!
E.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Gene... so sorry about Bella... you have interned her in an Egyptian tomb with frankincense and myrrh and Cedar with other scents. It is touchingly tender. We had “Angel” for seventeen years... she passed in our arms. She lives on in our Heart 💜 always. So blessed that you liked my poem. May your Thanksgiving be warm for you and your wife (Norma) I hope I remember correctly. Affectionately, Pat (and Roger)

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks Pat...right back at ya ... love and peace .. your Angel had a long and i am sure pampered life ..our pets are such a blessing ... it helps that Bella is resting out back on the edge of the forest .. i take great comfort in that ... and in your empathy ... I think you are a fine well tuned poetess my friend

[Patricia Wedel]

dear E... thank you so much for your empathy also. Angel was a miniature pincher..,?she was three months old at Christmas when we first got her. She looked exactly like a Doberman Pincher but very small. We miss her terribly. They were originally bred with a Terrier but not a Doberman ... in Germany. She was black with auburn trim around face with perky ears. We took her everywhere ... once in a while she and I would share steamed shrimp which she loved. Roger with get steamed clams with butter and we would sit in the Car by the River outside St. John’s Seafood Cafe and eat our meal. As ever, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

steamed shrimp :)))))))))))))))) i feel you Pat! your sharing really blesses me .. makes me smile and heart giggle ... a MIn Pin ... i see her

[kentuck14]

Interesting that the speaker should awake with thoughts of ancient Egypt. Amazing how our sense of smell can take us to places without our minds bidding them!
T

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Kentucky... thank you for your tender review. Yes... our minds become inspired as though touched by Heavens door of secret scents. Truly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

I meant “dear Kentuck14”... the Speller plays tricks on us at times.

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful photo and amazing use of words. The words made the reader believe and see every thought written. Thank you dear Pat for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... it is amazing that Egyptians believe in an afterlife. They respect life itself. Thank you for reading. Be blessed... always, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Could be a afterlife. We shall learn and you are welcome dear Pat.

[Cherrie]

it is a treasure to see the way you have blended these images into canvas over flowing with aromas colored bright

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Cherrie.. love your review which seems like a tapestry of colors and scents. When my Mother passed... I sang a poem I wrote for her at her Service. It was difficult but I found the courage... it was acapella... and followed a Violin 🎻 solo I had arranged with a Virtuoso friend. I wish we had tombs like the Pyramids. We do have the promise that “In my Father’s house are many Mansions... and I go to prepare a place for you...”. Amen.
fondly, Pat

[Cherrie]

We are so much alike i wrote a story for my mother that I would read for her at the end, and then read it at the graveside.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Cherrie... thank you for sharing. My poem for my Mother was: “She had the love of her Mother and Father... the love of her brothers and sisters... the love of her daughter and grandchildren... but most of all she had the love of God.” It was sung in a mournful tone with a touch of beauty.

[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

Quite beautiful I love
the smell of Frankincense
And Myrrh and exotic
countries so romantic.

Beautiful ink 👍😊

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Benita... I treasure your review... we can travel to other Countries through poetry and realize that their culture was very sentimental and full of love and devotion. Human nature is born with a Spirit divine and kind. A new born baby’s smile will steal your ♥️ heart. Thank you for sharing your feelings. Fondly, Pat

[Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet]

You're so right imagination
And creativity is so beautiful
but when I read this I thought
of my mother's trips to Lebanon
in Beirut it's beautiful there and
we have Lebanese family in cedar
rapids Iowa and mixed cultures of
friends but I have a feeling I will
travel my mother loves to travel.

I've only been to places
in the United States but
this makes me think of
a short story I did called
Indian summer I think it
was called that I forget but I
Love the move the little princess
a favorite it was in my thoughts
when I wrote the story and I'm
someone the loves fantasy.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Benita... I believe Shirley Temple starred in The 👸 Little Princess.. which I adore also. I have only travelled to the country of Canadaand walked on Fundy Bay with fossils in Nova Scotia about forty-three years ago. I grew up in Maryland and now live in Virginia. I have two children Robert and Edie and four grandchildren.
Pleasant dreams... going to sleep at
Ten thirty pm. As ever, Pat

[emmajoy]

The nose is much under-rated! All the scents, the memories they can store and return a hundred fold over the years. That very first inferred perfume: 'morning rain' on wet grass, soil, the al around - nose rises up to inhale that.. and for me so much better than madly expensive scents.

As to the lilt of your lines, they near ripen the senses. expand history and the use of herbs.. Wonderfully descriptive, Patricia. Hugs, blessing and more.. Em xx

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Em... I do agree that the Rose is the preferred scent. You have inspired me to plant my own Rose garden. I have planted one Rose bush in our garden that is a pale pink wild rose that will climb on the fence. However, I want Roses with a beautiful scent.
Thank you for your ever so charming review. I did research the Pyramids in Egypt and the scents they used were the ones in my poem. Since my heritage is European, I will cherish the Rose above all. truly, Pat

[emmajoy]

There is nothing like a rose: give it care, love and a chat now and again. Same applies to a human being, yes?!.

[Patricia Wedel]

Yes, dear Em... you are our most precious English Rose... When you visit I will sprinkle rose petals at your feet and on the bed where you sleep. The scent will be there from sunrise to sunset and even yellow roses for your hair. truly, Pat

[emmajoy]

Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrring, dear Pat..

Reads absolutely decadent!!!

[Fran Marie]

Awhh Egypt' the cradle of civilization with all its rich history and culture.. you capture such a beauty to behold in lovely poetic tones of lavender and myrrh the essence of love and secrets well kept.

nice. work

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Fran... I adore your review... and "the cradle of civilization with all its rich history and culture".
It is lovely to think about the afterlife. Thank you for
leaving a "butterfly song" for my poem. truly, Pat x

[Fran Marie]

you 're welcome

[Crowley]

I picture this inked on a parchment and laid to rest with a lover or etched glyphs on the inside of a tomb. Beautiful in its sense of history and rich in visuals and olfactory sensations. Loved it!!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Crowley... your review touched me deeply. You have a sence of artistic visions to comfort those in repose as well as those left behind... to join them at a later time. The sense of smell (olfactory sensation) is a lovely gift bestowed by the Creator, as well as our gift of sight and hearing... and other sensations, as well. You have envisioned a parchment to be laid to rest within a tomb. I love your scent of roses that your review has bestowed herein. truly, Pat

[R.E. Ray]

Pat, the beauty of history lies not just in the stories but how such colors, aromas and love bind us in time. This is a timeless painting in splendid poetic form.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Robert.. yes... these scents and aromas are timeless and close to our heart in so many ways. Thank you for stopping by. fondly, Pat