Sunrise Breezes

Gentle through the tender Spring Leaves... I listen to the Song Greensleeves...

Back when Love was a Sonnet and Spring breezes whistled 

through the tender green leaves... Golden rays of Sun fell upon  

Lovers as they walked on Primrose Paths of English Clover... 

A flock of Migrant Warblers gathered Rainbow hues as if 

Prayers were lifted from Parrish Pews on the early morning Dew... 

Be still my Heart and never depart from Mourning the Loss of 

so many who have Risen with the Sun where Blue Birds sing in 

Heavens Choir along the River where Poets hold a Silver Quill... 

 

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

When love was a sonnet and harp strings plucked the notes of Greensleeves, castles were lived in by Kings and Queens in merry Old England.

So many have been lost in warfare, so many who will not see another sunrise though bluebirds will always sing over the white cliffs of Dover and lovers too will walk hand in hand in fields of purple clover.

And our rivers will flow into the mouths of the thirsty sea, silvered by moonlight.

Thank you dear Pat for your poetry and the wonderful imagery it brings to this reader on a cold but very sunny April morning.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... your review is a Treasure. The measure of Life is spoken in the music of a Violin amongst the Vintage Roses on a Summer Day. The white cliffs of Dover and purple clover will linger in my Heart. May your days be blessed on the River as it flows endlessly toward Healing every root of evil. Prayerfully, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Pat. Sadly I think it is going to take many prayers before Putin stops his campaign of hate :( Hoping for miracles.

[Ranger Kessel]

I liked this poem. The us if imagery and the description of a time stamp were perfect. Thanks for posting and best wishes

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Ranger... Tis a beautiful Day here in Virginia, USA... Your review is a Shadow on a Sundial that measures in Sunbeams. And when it Rains... I will write another Poem. Be Brave and keep Safe. gently, Pat

[Dave Brown]

somehow I missed this
It is another beautifully done remembrance of the misery being continually visited on so many innocents
WC'ers are especially fortunate to have such a gentle heart among them

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Dave… now more than ever we need to Brighten the lives of others.. as nothing is accomplished by depression. Lovely to read your Review. softly, Pat

[Lisasview]

Lovely to read your precious poem first thing upon awakening this morning..Reeading it again with a nice Cappuccino...
Hugs to you and your dear family,
Lisa

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lisa… your review is a blessing this morning as we Celebrate Mothers Day. We had a Wind all night and it will be overcast today; however, the Sun is shining in our 💜 hearts. Many of us are missing our Mothers… as our children have us to Celebrate. We had a family Celebration yesterday. Lovely to read your Charming Review. It is a good Sunday to enjoy our Dark French Coffee at home. Be blessed 😇 Pat

[Lisasview]

Your lovely thank you is wonderful..Yes, Happy Mothers Day to you..Just say a typo in my message to you.. Rereading...not re eading..ah well..
Lisa

[Patricia Wedel]

Sometimes a Great Notion. Is my Motto this Mothers Day. It is Magical that we can have a Conversation a cross Oceans of Serendipity.. yesterday and today we are having Wi x and Rain. We pray for all the Precious people in Ukraine. We are living in unpredictable times. We must protect the Children as well as others as we can. Prayers and ❤️ Love.. Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Now I noticed a Typo … should say we are having Wind and Rain.. However, today in June we are having Sunshine that Lights the Day with Hope and ❤️ love… Amen Pat

[Lisasview]

I often go back into my work or reviews and find a typo...
Lisa

[Robert Haigh]

A wistful and poetically expressive write, Patricia. I can relate to this poem!

[Patricia Wedel]

Thank you Robert… I love being Wistful…
gently, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

beautiful imagery Pat, soft color words, meaning of love, of cherished ones who have passed, perhaps in warfare. Never forget those special, brave souls. I love the primrose clover and the warbler. You crafted this well my dear and it really has a lot of substance.
Best, B

[Patricia Wedel]

Thank you Betty… when I see the Innocent People and Children… I become weary on the Primrose Path… The Spirit lives On in those who Believe. tenderly, Pat

[duff]

This is so easy on the readers eyes I kept coming back to read it again and it just got better and better. Hidden treasures between the lines. Written with wisdom and experience. I really enjoyed this one.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Duff… Prayers and Chapel 🔔 Bells in Meadows of Lavender Blue. I cherish your Review. I shall read your Poems on rainy days and when the Sun sets… and on Sunny days and when the Sun rises. Amen… Pat

[duff]

Thank you Pat and I'll be reading yours.

[Neville]

as timeless, .. as is the tune you so eloquently refer to ........ and more gentle too wit too woo ....... 💗

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Neville… you are often seen with the Evening Star Venus… you travel far and I read in one of your reviews that you will be helping with the people in turmoil… blessings to you and be well and safe. Thanks for your Gracious review. tenderly, Pat

[Neville]

Ha, bless you dear Pat .. I shall be trying again as me n my friend got turned away from the border a little while ago because he either lost his passport or had it stolen & I was too scared to go it alone ..

Neville :) x

[Miss Sharon]

This is so beautiful! I felt as though I were a part of your poem and the beauties of nature. Thank you. ~Sharon

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Sharon... I am honored with your review. It seems that the clouds in the Sky are gathering as Vespers Prayers are ascending. We can Save the World... one Song at a time. Blessed are the Children... they will inherit the World. tenderly, Pat