Mourning Dove of Peace and Love

When morning breaks in shades of gold and lavender...

My Heart is blossoming in shades of  Rose and gold as 

the day brings forth the Song of Mourning Doves... 

The green leaves are moving in the breeze 

where Spring begins to sprout Buds... 

The low melancholy Song of the Dove 

is a message of peace, faith and love.   

The flowering Plum trees are a Respite 

for the Bees and Warblers to Sip  

their sweet Nectar...    

Spring is in Bloom.   

 

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'Mourning Dove of peace and Love'
Patricia Wedel,
I see the mourning dove every so often. With their lovely peach breast and whistling flight they are unique. Their is a pair that are lovely. They wait together as they each carefully pick up a little seed. But are so cautious and often fly away after a very short time. Beautifully rendered poem of spring which you wrote too. I found myself identifying with the sentiments so pretty.
Bless you.
Kathy

[Patricia Wedel]

We have a lot of Mourning Doves on the Ledge of a large Old Deck outside our Kitchen Window. They seem to appreciate the Seed and are very Peaceful. Thank you Kathy for celebrating Spring. tenderly, Pat

[Miss Sharon]

A beautiful write my friend! I can see it all in my mind's eye. We still have snow on the ground in Colorado. ~Sharon

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Sharon... my son Robert visited friends in Colorado that he had gone to school with in Virginia where he grew up and graduated. Robert fell in love with the Mountains and scenery. He accepted a Job in Utah... and that is where he met his "true love". They now are married and have moved to Norfolk, Virginia. His wife Leilani is in the Navy where they have a Home and two daughters age seven and nine. They are beautiful and happy and live close enough to visit often. I know they miss the Mountains in Utah as they loved Hiking and fishing. When their first born arrived... I flew out to SLC, Utah for 30 days and held the two-week old close to my Heart for many hours ... we went fishing on a Lake on top of Bear Mountain. It was a sunny balmy day with a Picnic Basket in tow ...
Leilani's Father was with us and I treasure the Beauty as a Mother Duck swam by with her ducklings. A week later we went fishing on another Lake on a Mountain and there were Chipmunks scampering beneath our feet. Here in Virginia, we have to watch out for Copperhead poisonous Snake and Water Moccasins and wear this and large Metal lined Boots. So I appreciate the Art of Hiking Mountains. Fondly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Correction: Thick Metal lined Boots are Good for Hiking and avoiding Snake Bites. Sharon... I know you love Hiking as I think I remember you from another Poetry site. At least your photo looks very familiar. hugs, Pat

[Miss Sharon]

I so much enjoyed reading about your family's adventures. And...you probably remember me from The Starlite Cafe a few years ago. I surely miss that site and all the friends I made there. ~Sharon

[jacob erin-cilberto]

their song is so beautiful, I wonder what makes them so sad?
Probably the lack of peace in the world...
and flowering Plums are just so beautiful....those and the pink blossomed trees that bloom at the same time.
I want to take a live picture of it all and just savor it forever.
your poem takes me to it.
thank you, Pat
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Jacob... your words seem to blend with the feelings we have been experiencing as the World is changing into a dangerous Situation. The Mourning Doves seem even more Melancholy. They are frequently at our large Old Deck Railing outside the Kitchen Window. They are part of our Family. I keep Seeds for all types of Birds on the Wie Deck Railing... I can see them up close and personal. The Best Gift was two weeks ago, when we saw a group of Blue Birds on Bare Branches outside a Large Picture Window upstairs where the Bedrooms give us always an Observatory View of Tall Pines and Holly Trees with Red Berries. It is a Poetic Prelude to Heaven to live here for Four years now. It is the Perfect Nusing Home as we experience our Silver and olden Years... through Tears and Longing for better days when Covid and threats of Extinction subside. Be Brave, my friend. gently, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

We are living in a perfect Nursing Home as we experience our silver and Golden Years. Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I like how you refer to your own home as a perfect nursing home...we have to be brave...
warmly,
j.

[John the Baptist]

A very sweet picture here, an antidote against the harshness of the morning news. Perhaps we could ship some of those doves to Ukraine.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest John... Yes, we are in Mourning for the Precious babies and children... with their parents and loved ones; as well as all the wonderful Souls who love their Country. I imagine they have Birds in Ukraine... and I agree a Gift of Mourning Doves could soothe their Grief. We can only hope and pray for Better Days-- Thanks for your encouraging words. gently, Pat

[Desert Knave]

Love when Nature brings in the Spring blossoms ... the peaches here are just bursting with color. Very nice write. ~Jim

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Jim.... love your review. I have been in a Peach Orchard in the Past and took Ripe Peaches from the Tree. They were so sweet and delicious... a taste of Heaven. Be blessed. tenderly, Pat

[Writergurl]

Love this it is very beautiful, hopefully spring is around the corner.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Writergurl... thank you for your lovely Review.
We have trees with blossoms in Virginia after a lot of sunny days and Rain. However this weekend March 12 and 13, 2022; it is predicted we may have Snow on Sunday. Such is Mother Nature and her Whims. Spring and Summer will appear as usual. Charmed by their Presence eventually. gently, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

always the flowing, flowering words from Ms. Pat! ;) loverly scene .. the song of the morning doves is one of my favorites .. so easily recognizable .. so melancholy yet as your poem brings out .. heralds a wondrous hope in Spring's rebirth .. thanks for sharing!
E.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Gene... Life can be a lovely Dream when Spring appears. St. Patricks Day will be Welcome with four-leaf Clovers and wild Lavender Heather in our Hearts. We listen to Irish Music on You-Tube all year long... and on March 17... we remember St. Patrick who protects us. tenderly, Pat p.s. perhaps you could Pen a special Poem or Story about Leprechauns you have encountered. We need to sit by the Fire with a Pot of Gold and listen to your Tales of Ireland. Patty xxx

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you for the challenge ..i do have a couple poems about being Irish .. nothing new tho... don't forget the corn beef and cabbage, Pat! or Mulligan Stew ... ;)

[andrew mitchell]

You speak of a world that once was Pat, the tides have changed its an ugly world now sadly.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Andrew... I agree.... the unthinkable is happening... and will take a Miracle to change Direction. We fear for the young people who will Inherit the Choices that have been made. If only we could have a Miracle to change Direction. Too many lives have been lost and misplaced. And yet, Spring will burst forth with blossoms and Birds will sing and flutter. I appreciate your Visit. Be Brave and well. tenderly, Pat

[Neville]

shades of gold & lavender will do it for me Pat .. reminds me gently of the Ukrainian flag ............ N

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Neville... I just "googled" "Ukrainian Flag"... it seemed to be Blue and Gold... so Beautiful. Thank you for your poetic review. tenderly, Pat

[Neville]

You are most welcome Pat ................... N

[Lisasview]

Nature is full of love and hope.. Spring always feels like a new beginning..
Lovely poem..
Probably none of my business but did you intend for there to be two spaces between of and Rose?
I noticed it because I always carefully read poems..
I also found it interesting that you used caps before certain words..As I am new to the construction of poetry and learning different styles I am always curious,,
Lisa, now in Spain

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lisa... I always treasure your reviews... as for the extra space in a phrase (that what not intended). I am a novice when it comes to the proper styles of poetry. I tend to use Caps for emphasis, e.g., "Winter sleeps in Beds of Violets". It is rare that I "coin" a word or a phrase. I believe in the Romance of poetry. I think of orchestrating a Mood... therefor when a famous Opera Singer is known for raising and lowering their tone.. it may give one a certain feeling. Many poems become Songs. I am not especially gifted with Metaphors; however I may innately use one or more. I had a wonderful English teacher in High School who taught grammar and English Literature. In my Golden years... I remember her influence. Thank you for guiding me on a path of unique and proper poetry. We have a poet Richard who is gifted with he Talent of Sonnets and he writes in a style used by Shakespeare.
Spain must be a beautiful environment to write Poetry.
I appreciate Critiques. I "Wing" my way into poetry.
gently, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

p.s. Richard is gifted with the Art of Sonnets. I might add a thought... "The Pen is mightier than the Sword"... It is interesting to "Google" that Phrase.
Love and Peace. Pat

[Lisasview]

Oh, goo glad is was able to help with the spacing.. When I first started submitting, a reviewer caught an error in my poem and I was so grateful...
Since the beginning I have been working with Richard who as helped me so much with punctuation, etc.
Not sure about the Caps..I do believe that poems are like music.. In my poem Innocence I say something like.. and, the whale waited... I say it twice and my reviewers say they feel the tension ..the build up...again just like music..You were so fortunate to have a great English teacher.. I so wish I had....
Glad you treasure my reviews.. this means a lot to me..
Lisa

[Lisasview]

Oh I see you wrote again to me as I was writing to you..

[Patricia Wedel]

p.s. correction above.. (that was not intended) in reference to the extra space. Reminds me of a Musician hitting the wrong "Note". Be still my Heart. Pat

[Lisasview]

Oh, I knew it was about the extra space... I should have been more clear when i said spacing...
read moreOh, I knew it was about the extra space... I should have been more clear when i said spacing...
L

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Your description od spring are utterly magical, just like nature is.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Dale.. lovely to read your review... it seems that every Spring we are so happy when trees bloom with blossoms almost overnight. We have seen Blue Birds with tangerine breasts ... as they stop to rest on our Branches. Wishing you and yours a beautiful Spring with blessings. gently, Pat