Sun Rose with Petals soft

There are mornings when the scent of Roses 

rises and becomes the passion for creativity... 

A tonic that lingers on the garden path where 

Butterflies flutter and Sparrows sing of Spring... 

The Roses reflect the Sun and leave an edge of 

golden trim around each perfect petal as they 

wait patiently to be picked for a bouquet... 

Shades of Yellow and Peach with lavender close by...   

A lovely Bride will carry an arrangement down the aisle.  

The Church Steeple will ring with Blue Bells that grew 

where love blossomed into a beautiful, "I do".  

As the Lohengrin wedding march played on a piano 

the Eaves of the Cathedral fluttered with Mourning Doves 

as the Reverent said... "I pronounce you man and wife... 

You may Kiss the Bride".  

  

 

  

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful story in the poetry. You led the reader to a happy ending. Thank you dear Pat for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... so charming that you would read this poem about the love of flowers at my daughter Edie’s wedding many moons ago. The photo with my poem shows me standing beside my daughter about 23 years ago. So many things in life to inspire us.
tenderly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful photo and you are welcome dear Pat.

[Dennis Shanaberg]

Beautiful imagery. Can easily visualize everything, and it’s as though the scene is slowly being revealed to us.
I do find it interesting that this pretty scene seems to end on a melancholic note

[wordman]

lovely imagery pat,i liked it

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Wordman... My pleasure. Stay safe and be well. truly, Pat

[wordman]

you`re welcome pat

[Crowley]

Heavy sighhhh....this was gorgeous. Reminded me of my trip to the tulip garden in Amsterdam, I have used the sites, memories and photos for a lot of writing and art the last year. It truly was one of the most inspirational and beautiful places I have been as long as you get there early before the throngs get there. You wrapped this up with a wisp of romance and a bit of melancholy. I loved it.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Crowley... so beautiful that my poem would be reminiscent of your trip to Amsterdam. Flowers are so imperative in our life... as they are an expression of the fragility of love and romance. Romantic music goes hand in hand with flowers as we dance through whatever we celebrate. I love your review. May the beauty of Nature
be present wherever you may be. tenderly, Pat

[NotUsinganymore]

A beautiful poem about a wedding day. I like the imagery in it!

[Patricia Wedel]

Thank you JungLee for your charming review . As ever, Pat

[NotUsinganymore]

Thank you for your response

[Chris Shaw]

Beautiful thoughts of June roses and weddings here Pat. The scent of roses wafting in the morning air is something to be thankful for. Your lines took me back to my great uncle's home. He had the most beautiful garden and his roses climbed and intertwined in colours of white, pink and cream. He also had peach trees at the far end of his garden. I love the picture of your daughter's wedding that you have shared with us. Her bouquet in soft dreamy colours looks marvellous. Hope you are doing OK Pat. We have very hot weather today.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... it is so lovely to hear about your great uncle's home and garden. When I was a child,
many families grew Roses that had a beautiful scent.
Now that we have moved to a Bird Sanctuary with a large back yard, I planted a soft pink Rose bush that has bloomed this Spring and I was able to bring blooms inside our home. I still intend to start a Rose Garden where there are scented Roses. Yes, Peach Orchards are the best. My daughter's wedding was
lovely, and hopefully I will be here to attend my grandchildren's weddings. If only we could live longer. Being entwined with poetry in our twilight years is a gift.... I was always fascinated by English Literature in High School. Our teacher made poetry and literature so creative that I must give her credit for my inspiration.... God rest her Soul. My family is staying well during this pandemic... which is a miracle so humbly received. Thank you Chris for your charming review. I trust you and yours are well and safe. Our weather is becoming Hot also. Be Cool.
with love and blessings... Pat

[emmajoy]

' The Roses reflect the Sun and leave an edge of - golden trim around each perfect petal as they - wait patiently to be picked for a bouquet... - Shades of Yellow and Peach with lavender close by... '

Weddings, days, moments... not a one should miss the above setting of scent and colour, gentle but present. Such lovely wording throughout, dear petal. There's something about the tight but intricate bud of a rose.. its secret ripening for the magical moment.. then there's the full flush of smiles galore and more. and even when fading or faded, the petals will be kept amd cherished in a special place forever and always. You really do pick and poetise so beautifully. Thank you so very much. Take care, keep safe, dear friend.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest 'Wisteria' (the scent of which is breathless)
and lingers like your words deeply embedded in a garden of friendship that gently touches our heart.
I hope you have seen Winter that blooms here about the first of May... it has the most fragile petals that hang like gentle grapes on tangled vine. They las a week or so... as tho they are introducing us to Spring and the birth of all the other scents that drift into our garden... hyacinth and Lillies dancing like ballerinias. The nupials of the vows like the bud of a Rose is treasured through the years with tear drops of
sweetness when babies are born and poems seem to
breathe in baby breaths. Thank you for being our
dearest Rose with the scent of forever yours, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

correction: I hope you have seen Wisteria that blooms about the first of May. Petal Pat... x

[emmajoy]

I have, sweet petal, I have!

[Unspoken poet]

This is so very beautiful

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Kay- T... my daughter Edie Marie had pink and creme Roses at her wedding which can be seen in the photo at the top of my poem... one of our gifts for the wedding. There were large arrangements of Roses also. After 20 years, I have included it all in a poem.
Thank you for sharing this sentimental Journey.
tenderly, Pat

[R.E. Ray]

Pat, I imagine this was written or at least conceived while sitting in the garden, maybe hearing church bells, or maybe a memory from an actual wedding. It's remarkable how nature, especially the rose, can produce such poetry and how nature sacrifices itself for our happiness, lying before us, whispering what later becomes poetry. A truly enjoyable read this Monday morning. Best to you.

[Patricia Wedel]

Dear R.E. As you can see from the photo at the top of my poem... is my daughter Edie Marie as the Bride with her Groom J.D. by her side; I am beside her also as the Mother of the Bride with my small bouquet. It was a blessed day with friends and family. They have given me two grands .. Ethan 17 and Madeline almost 13. We moved to a home that is a Bird sanctuary and I planted a peach and creme Rose bush that has blooms every spring and summer. It is a perfect garden to pen my poetry. In my mind I do hear Chapel Bells. God planted us where we will grow. Thank you for your gracious review. tenderly, Pat

[John the Baptist]

Another one to take a breather within amidst all the bad news. Could almost smell the roses.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... we all wonder and sometimes "wander"
to places where there is still the same flowers that we can touch and share our most innermost thoughts.
The birds chirp like chapel bells and peace is within our reach. Thanks for sharing the experience. as ever, Pat