Midnight Storms

the Sky is an ampitheatre of Stars in waiting...

As the Heavens Rain on Crepe Myrtle trees ... 

I Believe in Fuzzy Bumble Bees that will 

Pollinate each bright Red blossom... 

Lightening strikes and Thunder Roars 

to the Beat of Sandpiper Tweets... 

Yellow Poppies bask in Summer Showers 

Earth Angels Hum as Lambs Run among 

the Geese and Ducklings where 

Deer have Slept and Birds build Nests 

High in the Silver Pine Trees... 

Be Blessed... now and forever... 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I loved the poetry dear Pat.
"Be Blessed... now and forever..."
We need the above lines. If we could be like nature. A easy flow and so beautiful to see. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry my dear friend.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John… a little late to thank you for your Review… it is wonderful to see Nature unfolding and enjoying Summer days and Cool shade under trees… The animals and Birds seem to Survive… we could use Nature as a Guide. tenderly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Pat. You are welcome and I hope you are enjoying the days of Summer.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

How can you be so creative and each write be so different when you so often write of nature, trees and birds.
always fresh...
and outside my house now, the deer sleep....I have several that live on my block in the woods.
used to have a beautiful Fox family....but that is gone...

[Patricia Wedel]

“Deer” Jacob.. I love to see a Warm place in the Meadow where a Fawn has been resting… and Red Foxes 🦊 are my Nemesis's… “Crazy like a Fox” and all that Jazz. You have gifted so many with your warmth and appreciation. Most Animals have “feelings”… but just as with humans… not all Animals. The Birds, especially Cardinals really look after their Fledglings. As in Life, it is difficult to “Let go”. It does seem that we could at least teach all these Immigrants to build their own homes and grow their own food… just as the Animals have to find their food and shelter in the Wild. But then that is another Poem. Thanks for stopping by. Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Once upon a Meadow where Deer and Ducklings and Geese
wandered Free to live and survive in Summer Winds and
Midnight Storms. Birds of every Creed nested in the Trees...
where Peaceful Chimes were heard in the Chapel in the Sky.
Tenderly, the Author, Pat