Morning sunrise awakenings

where still blue waters embrace the Sky

The feathers of Sunrise spread her wings 

Artichokes lie in soft green rows of 

delicious moments dipped in creamy kisses... 

Rhubarb tucked in apple pies with crusts as tender as 

moonlight embracing Venus the evening Star... 

Rhubarb rendezvous and apple blossom promises 

of a romantic Cruise on the Blue Danube... 

A Meadowlark sings in gardens where 

love and blue skies hold secrets of seeds 

planted under a New Moon in May... 

 

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

Pat, this is downright magical....the loveliness of waking up to the smell of baking in the kitchen, the starry night, the song of a meadowlark.....such intricate imagery and I loved imagining it all. I hope May is a better month for all of us! Great poem. Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lydia... I love Artichoke hearts dipped in butter and I also adore rhubarb with apples in a pie... so this is what I dream of when earth is planted with my favorite treats. I appreciate your gorgeous response as the month of May will appear very soon. gently, Pat

[Fairy Khan]

Seems like you have mastered the art of imagery!
Wonderfully expressed.

[barleygirl]

Your free association style in this one reminds me of the way our minds hopscotch thru so many sensory delights . . . one minute we're looking at a rhubarb plant & the next minute we're tasting that pie & remembering when old aunt flo could still throw down some celebratory moves on a holiday. This shows a trajectory I prefer to the grinding that some revert to with an idle mind. It's amazing how a few minutes of watching the birds & wild creatures can erase an hour of scrolling thru political memes, making want to dance in our minds, if not on wobbly legs! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Margie... artichokes and rhubarb pies... and pretty eyes to see it all... from high on your mountain top. You have made quite a Best like a Butterfly 🦋 in a cocoon who will fly in Beauty now and then. Thank you for your delicious review. Keep Cool and well. Gently, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Meant to say... You have made quite a Nest ... oops, Pat 🦋 x

[barleygirl]

When I read "quite a Best" I was thinking how I've finally found my best life, living here! *smile*

[Patricia Wedel]

Yes, Margie.. I love the Photo of your Deck...
in your latest Poem .. so Cozy and shady.. I hope. God has blessed you and I know he will keep you in his constant care... I adore the phrase... “His eye is in the Sparrow and I know He watches me. I sing because I’m happy.. I sing because I’m free...”. I myself may have added the word “free” which is very appropriate for the times we live. Gently, Pat

[barleygirl]

Love this share!!!! Hope we can hold onto our freedom no matter what restrictive winds may be malingering!

[Neville]

ah yes... those meadow larks have got a thing to answer for haven't they... this has got so many dreamy images in it my imaginings are working overtime .. think I'll aim for an early night :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Neville... an early night might give you a chance to dream of home-made pies where skies are twinkling and wandering through the Milky Way
where Angels roll out tender dough and throw slices
of apples with butter and cinnamon into the Pan...
then into the Oven to bake until tender and juicy
for tomorrows wake-up Call when relatives call and
want a snack from the well-known Baker of Thimbleberry Inn. gently, Pat

[Neville]

I'll take two pies, a flan and half a dozen crumpets... :)

[Patricia Wedel]

You got it via AmTrak...

[Dave Brown]

more wonderful moments Pat
our rhubarb has now found its way into our desert tray with more tasty fruits to come

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Dave... I am a bit late to thank you for sharing your taste for rhubarb... of course it takes a lot of sugar mixed with strawberries or apples...
but like a Lady who grows into a slender womanly figure... you can acquire a taste for mature dishes.
truly, Pat

[emmajoy]

'A Meadowlark sings in gardens where - love and blue skies hold secrets of seeds - planted under a New Moon in May ' Such an especially lovely scene, full of colour, peace, emotion. The entire poem is a true gift, dear Pat. Thank you. Keep safe. Em xx

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Em... I did plant Rhubarb here in Virginia many Moons ago. Once I planted
Okra and it grew tall in my garden either the vegetable budding at the top of the stem. Amazing how things grow that nourish our body. Since you are a Landscape Artist, you might be familiar with Oriental Cabbage which is light shades or lavender and bright green. It is used only for decoration in a flower Border. I know you are also a Gourmet Cook for catering. You are multi-talented in many Venues. truly, Pat

[emmajoy]

Grinning here, let's say I'll try any adventure, Pat! More than likely never a master always a student!

Those oriental cabbages can be so wonderful in the right places.. You obviously love your garden, your living gifts, there and beautiful . Must away,, have in fact promised to creep into an elderly neighbour's garden and cut her lawn! In return, she's promised to open the window and play the piano for me.. dear lady. Take care of you, keep safe and smiling, luv. xx

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Em... love that you would be charmed by a virtuoso playing the Piano while tending to her lawn. Precious paths create a place to pray. Amen ... Pat x

[emmajoy]

Lawn done, piano played. (Now for a sit down, cuppa and probably a zzz.) Sunshine weather but but a breeze. Piano playing superb considering the pianist was/is eight=three years old! Chopin her forte.. and pedalling perfect. Dear darling woman, she is. Waving across the Pond at you, Pat. xx

[C. M. Miller]

Such a wonderful surprise that both our latest postings have the "morning sun" in the title. You had me at the first line, so evocative of being transported via the rays of the sun into the rest of your verses! I hear that Meadowlark so clearly, send to me please a packet of those seeds . . .

[Patricia Wedel]

dear C.M. ... it is swerendipity to write about the Sun
May it be an Omen for better things to come... in May and June... and on and on. Seeds will be Brough to you by Meadowlarks as they wing their way to your heart where you reside. The birds have a Directory that only God provides. truly, Pat

[Moonie]

Beautiful comparison between the rhubarbs and moonlight embracing Venus. I can imagine the soft sunrise of early May. It rained here recently during the dawn, and the sunrise was so spectacular when the clouds parted. Thanks for sharing such uplifting poetry! ♡

[Patricia Wedel]

dear fairest... it seems that the Sky has become our Refuge during this time of uncertainty. The Wild Canadian Geese that come to visit us each year are even more friendly than before. I take a lot of walks to breathe fresh air and Pray that we always can plant our food and enjoy the bounties of the earth. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Bless you and yours... be safe and well. Gently, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

So beautiful dear Pat. The description made me see and believe every words. I loved how you used the language. Thank you my friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest John... the language of love is like dipping kisses of artichoke hearts under apple trees where romance dines on delicacies. Thanks for sharing your thoughts. gently, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Pat.

[John the Baptist]

I almost got hungry reading this one. All the images had a sensuousness and peacefulness about them. This is the kind of thing we need after reading the latest accounting of the exploits of Covid-19.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest John... so
Glad you enjoyed reading about treats during this time when social distancing has left us wondering about life as we once enjoyed the simple things without being afraid to breathe. It is important to relax and think of the music of our hearts and the food that will nourish us to have strength for tomorrow. Our heaven on earth has certainly been interrupted. All the really bad people will be afraid, but we will write our poetry and plant food and fruit trees and grape vines and berries too. The best to you and yours. truly, Pat

[Rye]

This is just so lovely, very beautiful write

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Rye... thanks for reading about treats that stir our Soul and lift our Spirit at a time when we need pleasant moments to relax and enjoy our meals. Wishing you the best at a time when life is difficult and not as we planned. Have faith and soon the clouds will fade and we will sit under a tree and drink lemonade with a friend or two. Tenderly, Pat