Buttermilk Sky

"The Cow jumped over the Moon and the Dish ran away with the Spoon"

The Winds of Time pass over the Wind Chimes 

Cold Rain falls softly as droplets of Eventide 

become stepping stones...  

We are drawn to Candle-lit windows 

where Music plays on the olde Victrola...  

Hearts always Yearning for the touch of 

Grandpa's aging smile given the Gift of more Time 

(dedicated to Grandpa Dave Roop)  

 

Reviews

[Lisasview]

Hi Pat,
Had to go through many of your poems to find one I had not read..
Love the title of this lovely poem of yours...
Dedicating a poem to a loved relative is so so wonderful...
words like axing smile make me think of my wonderful father (died at 96) and his smile..this brings tears to my eyes..
Lisa, going to the beach this morning.. only 4 minutes away...first time this year!!

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lisa… the Beach in Spain must be an extraordinary delight. I can imagine the quiet Coves and walks on the Shore… sunbathing in the wsrm Sunshine… watching Seagulls as they fly softly through the Sky. I spent many a Summer by the Atlantic Ocean where we stayed in a Cottage and could run through the Sand to the Water’s edge. You can put your worries to rest and be mesmerized by the Vastness of Sea and Sky. Lovely to know you came by for a Visit. gently, Pat

[Lisasview]

Firsttime since last year and we arrived at 8:30am no one was there...so easy to park but by 10:00am it was packed.. left at about 11:30am... perfect morning..
Lisa

[Cherrie]

The familiar feel and need to reconnect to those tender years. I loved it.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Cherrie… so special for you to leave a Review. Grandpa Dave was so proud of his family… I remember sitting by his Hospital Bed in their Living Room listening to Hank Williams, Sr. singing “Your Cheating Heart 💜 will Tell on you”. Hope you are well and Safe… gently, Pat

[Patricia]

Oh this is wonderful, so lovingly written with such a talented pen ;) a perfect dedication

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Patricia… I appreciate your review of a Dedication to my Grandpa after all these years.. We recently had a Butternut Sky here in Virginia.. and I thought of my Grandpa Dave and how he and my Grandma had a Cow to milk and made their own Butter and Milk on their Forty Acres with a Horse to help Plow the Garden. We and all the Immigrants need to Work the Land an teach the Immigrants to build their homes and a Village to Survive. Prayerfully, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

P.S. Cherrie dear.. I meant to say … we had a Buttermilk Sky”.. my hubby has been eating Butternut Candy Bars.. so it happened Naturally… hugs, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Your dedication of these gentle lines to Grandpa Dave Roop, touch the spirit dear Pat and remind me that those who have passed on, are still with us in our memories and how precious they are. The whole poem lifts me on what is going to be a difficult day, as my family say our final farewells to my mum. I have wind chimes and I listen to them often. I figure I will be listening even more in the coming months, to catch the breath of loved ones gone. Be safe and well dear friend. Thank you for the beauty of your poetry.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... words have wings as feathers fly into the Spirit world where the Moon and stars keep vigil as we weep above the White Cliffs of Dover. There is a Song-- "The Chimes of times ring out the News.. another day is through... Someone slipped and failed.. was that someone..you..... Someone far from Harbor.. He may Lead accross the Shore.... what He has done for others... He will do for you..." This Song has always given me Hope. When our Mother passes, we are forever an Orphan... until the Day we join her in that Jubilee where Light is the Homecoming Celebration. May you be at Peace dear Chris. The Sun will shine and if a Rainbow appears... so may your Tears fall through Rapids of Memories. tenderly, Pat

[Cameron@Poet]

Great poem! I love your use of personification. You're very talented so keep up the good work!
RIP Grandpa Dave Roop

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Cameron.... the Sky has many Moods...
as we live our Lives... thank you for your encouraging Words, tenderly, Pat