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.

[AYVID N]

'Midnight Storms'...the title of the poem and the status line pulled me in and in reading I marveled at how all the lovely creatures of nature are so much in sync with each other. All things of beauty in heaven and on earth dance in tandem with one another.
I wonder at the beauty of the heavens raining on Crepe Myrtle trees and I'm so grateful to the fuzzy Bumble Bees for their painstaking work with the flowers. Bless those bird nests high in silver pine trees!
May the earth and all its magic be preserved for our future generations. May all the issues plaguing our beautiful home planet be resolved. May these blessings abide with all of us. ❤

[Bare trees]

Life continues in nature no matter what the weather. This colorful poem brings out the beauty that surrounds country life. Exquisite poem.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Splatter… this Autumn… the Birds have become more energetic and the flowers flutter in the breeze… it seems our World has become a Refuge… thanks for your review. tenderly, Pat

[duff]

This is beautifully done and I'm floored by the kaleidoscope of colors. Uplifting and bright. A pleasure to read.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Duff … a pleasure to read your Review… it seems that Autumn is buzzing like a Bumble Bee… as Geese fly in formation.. a time for Harvest and Honey Moons…. tenderly, Pat

[Robert Trakofler]

I always knew that you spoke Bird, but I didn't know that you spoke tree too:) what a delightful view you just painted dear Patricia you truly are blessed, my dear! I do so love a good rainstorm

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Robert… lovely to know you are healing… thank you for your cheerful review. Yes, we do need Rain storms for the Earth and new birth.. just as we need Storms in Life to wake up and Nurse our World to be Well and thriving. Prayers and blessings, Pat

[Fabian G. Franklin]

The summer showers can be elegant displays of beauty or thundering presentations of heavenly war in turn. I enjoyed your beautiful poetry. F.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Fabian … poetry has a language of it’s own… and you have spoken in words that take my breath away … “thundering presentations of heavenly war” … clouds and rain are Angels at Play… gently, Pat

[Lisasview]

Hi Pat,
Your sweet poems stay with me for hours...for days...
Images that flow so well...and make your poem so enjoyable to read.
All my best to you and your family,
Lisa, morning in Spain

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lisa in Spain… it is eight am Sunday morning in Fredericksburg, Virginia USA… by the Rappahannock River that runs through our City… always a chance to see the Ripples as we drive by. To wake up and read your lovely review… gives me a feeling of soft Angel 😇 Wings. I believe you are a 👨‍🎨 Painter. So many poets have reviewed this poem as if I were painting scenes… it is a Pleasure to know that Poets found Colors brushed into words. 💗 Lovely to feel your Presence this Sunday Morning.. Be blessed .. Pat

[Lisasview]

You are such a doll dear Pat... I love the words Poets found colours brushed into words...would be so great in a poem...
It is now nearly 7:30pm and I have been cleaning all day... mainly the entire kitchen.. I did work on the herb and veggie garden also..
Lisa, feeling a bit whipped out..but thats okay..hey, I have been at this for 12 hours and I am 74 years old...

[Patricia Wedel]

Lisa, I told my daughter who is 47 yrs old… that I will live to be 97… and she said, Do you really want to live that long?.. and I said “Yes”. Kids are so innocent about some things. At what age to you cease to be a Kid!!! Ha ha what will my great Grand Kids ask me… if I still have my Hearing…. Hugs… enjoy age 74… that is rather Young; however, take a Break and Relax…. Pat

[Mauricio Montoya]

Wow this is deep I had to read back love it because it makes you think a riddle in this write but everything is true ot flows with image as you read , great work excellent write. Thank you for sharing.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Mauricio… thank you for your Insight… Nature has given us an example of raising their young to find food and shelter in the Trees and Caves. Openfields and pastures gives us room for Cattle and Gardens. Spring houses may have a Comeback with Solar heating, as well as Windmills. Skyscrapers are lovely; however, there are alternative ways of surviving. gently, Pat

[JE Falcon]

Lovely, simply lovely! Each vision is a painting of its own.

[Patricia Wedel]

Thank you Falcon… always enjoy your Visits.. I like your Artistic Nature. gently, Pat

[Vertigo Cat1111]

This poem is like a bright, blooming field. It’s like a rainbow of words. Creative with such a nice flow and beautiful usage of words. Full of wonderful descriptions that are so vivid. Thank you for sharing!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Vertigo…. You could be a Trainer in a Circus… with a Tiger.. I appreciate your Colorful Review. Once Roger and I went to a Circus where Ballerinas rode on Baby Elephants wearing Tu Tu’s.. every performance was like a Poem coming to Life.

[Patricia]

So beautiful and so creative! Nature speaks to you like no other!

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Patricia... my Mother Edith Irene loved Nature and Flowers, especially Vintage Roses. She raised Parakeets and we had a Blue and black Parakeet who had a lot of "expressions" that kept us Alert. I seem to identify with all our Wild Birds... Blue Jays and Robins;, as well as Mourning Doves and Woodpeckers. I am forever feeding them. Each Bird is so Fragile, especially the Hummingbird. Thank you for your "Delicate" Review. tenderly, Pat