Fragrant Kiss of a Peony

Kissing the Blarney Stone endows the kisser with the gift of gap.. beside Blarney Castle in Cork, Ireland. Gap: (great eloquence or skill at flattery).

Soft and gentle... a kiss that lingers within unspoken moments  

when two hearts fold their Petals into one life of fragrant embraces...  

Small buds of new beginnings emerge when sunshine and rain lie in 

irredescent passionate rendezvous beds of blessings betrothed... 

Vows exchanged with Irish melodies of Heather in a meadow 

where Bagpipes play among the lavender blue thistles.. 

We pray for Love to heal the broken hearted who faded into 

Glory.  Amen 

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

We have peonies in our garden that have been with us for thirty eight years. Such a delicate pale pink with numerous skirt petals. I love them. I also love Ireland and its people. I love the twinkle in the eye, the humour and Irish hours. That is without touching on their beautiful scenery. Love is so powerful, it can fix anything. Many a broken heart has been soothed and healed by love. Thank you for your bouquet dear Pat. Floral offerings always a favourite with me. Love across the waves.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... Irish prayers and Windmills of our ♥️ Heart where Fields of Tulips embrace our Soul ... is a time when Spring sings in Harmony with Mother Earth. Your words Grace this poem with Irish blessings and a tribute to our Poet gifted with the Art of blending words with wisdom with the scent of Wisteria. gently, Pat

[John the Baptist]

The setting of the piece is described beautifully, a scenario full of hope. Unless I miss my guess, though, the pandemic makes a cameo in the last line.

[Patricia Wedel]

Yes, John... the Pandemic does make a Cameo... it is always on our mind and a force to be reckoned with. We are living in a time when our leaders have forgotten that they are paid well to enrich our lives as we all belong to one God . With prayers for healing and 💕 love, Pat

[barleygirl]

Your poem glorifies those precious rare & blessed moments when we connect with another human being (or other being) on some sensual level, whether it be a kiss or the kiss of spirits . . . AND your poem harkens (for me) to the book I'm writing about how my mom met the love of her life so late in her life, got married at 82 (third time) & it lasted 11 years, which is pretty amazing & heaven sent. Since I'm getting close to & leading up to their wedding chapter in my writing, your poem puts me into the spirit of how it was for them back in 2004 . . . you remind me of so many of the details that have slipped my mind . . . he (Oliver) being a "Terry" (names changed in the book) -- he's ruddy Irish all the way, so I'm even feeling this blarney link. Thanks for clarifying GAP -- good to know! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Margie... So you now understand why
“The older the Violin... the sweeter the Music”. My Mom was 16 when she gave birth to me. She died when she was 58 from Cancer,,, but I fixed her up with a Lover who chewed tobacco and had a Wooden Leg.
She fell madly in Love with him for two years and passed away in his Arms. He was a Southern Charmer and a Widower. His wife had died of Cancer two years before he met my Mother. His name was “Woody”. He has now passed also. Thanks for your
Review that complimented my Poetry. gently, Pat

[barleygirl]

AWESOME SHARE! Thanks for that!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I am captivayed bt the image tour poem brings ti mind.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Dale... you are a breath of Irish tales... I imagine you are a bit like a Leprechaun... mischievous and kind. I appreciate that you were captivated. May 🌈 rainbows and four leaf Clovers 🍀 smile on St. Patrick’s Day and always. Gently, Pat

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

you're welcome.
I am tall enough to be three Leprechauns. LOL

[Patricia Wedel]

That is what I mean... a mischievous Tall Leprechaun so charming... Be blessed on St. Patrick’s Day and always. truly, Pat

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Oh I know. I was just kidding

[Patricia Wedel]

All kidding aside... I trust my poem will be fun and cheerful. The Sun is shining and warms the earth. gently, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful photo and wonderful words shared dear Pat.
"Vows exchanged with Irish melodies of Heather in a meadow
where Bagpipes play among the lavender blue thistles..
We pray for Love to heal the broken hearted who faded into
Glory. Amen"
I did like the above lines. Gave vision and life to your words. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest John... so very special to know you enjoyed this poem... We have been listening
to Celtic Thunder on U-Tube on our Smart TV. They harmonize perfectly. Thanks for your visit and be Blessed and safe. tenderly, Pat
Getting in the Mood for St. Patrick’s Day ☘️

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem shared dear Pat and you are welcome my dear friend.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I love peonies. My mother used to grow them. This sounds like a lovely Irish wedding. And a happy early Happy St. Patrick's Day to all my Irish kin.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Fabian... I treasure your review. My daughter’s best friend had a wedding where all the flowers were pink peonies .. even in the Chapel where they said their Vows. They are a very Romantic flower. Mothers have the beauty and fragrance of a Peony.
Gently, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

When blue skies and dreamy clouds gather... we pray for
healing where flowers grow along with thistles... until the
Twelfth Night (Shakespeare remembered)... the author Pat