Tangerine Sunset Suppers

Once upon a time in late November... 

I remember being with my best friend 

whom is also my Husband of Heroes... 

As we sipped on a Blackberry Apertiff 

we watched the Sun slowly sink beyond 

the Horizon held by a Curtain of Golden dreams.  

The esteem we embrace as the evening sadly 

settles on the movement of Earth and Birds 

cuddle in Nests where feathers keep them warm... 

We contemplate the Progress that Prayers can  

change the evolution of destruction into a place 

for People of every Creed to cultivate a Society of 

like-minded Individuals to Grace our Best Books 

that were written to Reunite A Nation in Peril...  

To this destination... we humbly submit 

our Petition... Amen 

Reviews

[Neville]

It's a birds life innit said the linnet .. caw said the crow, sure is .. the owl nodded wisely in agreement but ever so gently, the blue birds thought he was asleep .. wren the time comes for him to awake and become master of sky, upon quiet velvet wings he shall visit these words and whisper oh' my ........ but ever so gently ............. Neville :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Neville… I am beginning to speak your language… Nature is en tune as we string colored lights with a Star at the Top. Merriest of Christmas 🎄 Joy. tenderly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Neville… your review is Adorable and sweet… thank you 🙏… tenderly, Pat

[andrew mitchell]

A lovely poem Pat but is this true I think sipping blackberry aperitif got you both tipsy which lead to the birds and the bees nature trail. Wink wink say no more. Of course I could be wrong!!! A little bird told me.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Andrew… tipsy turvy like Saturn… smiles .. wink wink (remembering Margie). I appreciate your Review… wishing you and yours a ❤️ lovely Christmas Eve and a Christmas tree or Hannakuh (as the Case may be). (remembering Adam and Eve).. tenderly, Pat

[andrew mitchell]

And to you dear Pat and yours merry Xmas

[Fairy Khan]

Beautifully written. Only if we were actually united.

[Patricia Wedel]

Thank you Kahn… “United we stand; divided we fall”. .. and so forth.

[Scott Kris]

The comfort of long lived love and well read books. They say getting old is not for wimps. Yet there are certain levels of appreciation we will only know if we are fortunate enough to find ourselves in a scene like you describe here.

Thank you for staying this lovely poetry. I enjoyed the moment with your writing.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Scott… thanks for your words.. you will be in our prayers and thoughts… wishing you a Season of Peace and Goodwill. gently, Pat

[Ciara]

This is a lovely dream. If only we were united, but the world has never felt more divided to me.
At least in my lifetime. Beautiful poetry

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Cara... starting over is similar to cultivating a Garden... experimenting with Ideas in all sorts of Weather... depending on Sunshine and Rain... we Dance to a New Symphony with a Conductor with orchestrated Visions. tenderly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

I think we can have hope that the destruction we now see will resolve in time, perhaps not by prayer alone. We desperately need to come together as one or there will be much turmoil not only in our lifetimes but in future generations. We can still dream and that is comforting....I love the comfort you fine with you fine feathered friends....lovely
Best, B

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Betty... in the past few days we have a Red-breasted Woodpecker on the Railing of our Deck where we scatter oiled Sunflower seeds and smaller seeds for the Chickadees and other feathered friends. The Woodpecker seems to be a Politician with a Breast full of Polka Dots and Notes on Reconciliation. If you do not have a Dream... you cannot have a Dream come true. I always enjoy your visits. Be Brave and Well. tenderly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Betty… I meant to say… we have a Red-headed Woodpecker with a Creamy breast with black polka dots.. pecking seeds in the Railing of our Deck. Actually, our current President should have his Red attitude checked before we all become extinct…

[Betty Hermelee]

Dearest Pat....I always enjoy your poetic words...that draw such vivid imagery...it's music to my ears!
You're so welcome dear poet...
Bet to you, B

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Pat, times change and not always for the better. As we age our dreams may seem out of reach. We have to take the rough with the smooth and place our faith in hope for the future. I find my own comfort in the natural environment and my home but I worry for how my grandchildren will fare in the future. Sadly politicians these days have no backbone and can’t be trusted by the electorate to do what they have promised to do. They seem to have their own agenda. Sending love across the waves and knowing you find comfort in your avian friends. Your poetry is beautiful.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris… I do see a glimmer of Hope along the way. We have so many Stars to guide our Way… praying for Miracles … so our Children and their children can relax in their Havens without fear. 💗 lovely to read your Review. tenderly, Pat

[Carola]

hi patricia, what an interesting & unusual poem, a prayer petition!

i particularly like these 2 lines -->>
"we watched the Sun slowly sink beyond
the Horizon held by a Curtain of Golden dreams."

I don't hold out much hope in "change the evolution of destruction", it's been happening for centuries.

thanks for sharing, cheerio carola

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Carola…. Our Country has been founded in the principles of respect for the people. Because we believed in our Declaration and Constitution, we have shown how it can be done. Now we have a lot of rebuilding with patience and love for Humanity. It has brought us to our Knees… we will fight for Liberty. Thank you for your Review. I understand you feelings. It is sad that our present Leaders have not protected our undeniable rights. Be blessed and may your days be warm and filled with ❤️ love. tenderly, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

amen ... it is so much more draining to hold on to envy, jealousy, hate, and greed than to do the opposite .. we can start by committing those acts of charity even tho we may not "feel" anything .. it's like exercise ... if we persist in it we will gain the benefit eventually .. your poem creates such a warm, intimate scent and setting for me .. ".....Curtain of Golden dreams" ... your "..Blackberry Apertiff" ...and always your birds, dear Pat ... their nests indeed a place of warmth and comfort .. thanks for sharing my friend
E.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Gene… surely one of my Angels inspired me.. as the words fell upon the parchment like Manna from Heaven. I appreciate your charming Review. We live in a time when Eagles must gather and change our direction. We know there will be Eagles dropping feathers. By the way, we have a Red headed Woodpecker on our Deck to eat Seeds.. so beautiful and has stolen my 💜 heart. We have not seen a red-headed Woodpecker for three years, but back then it was pecking on a Maple tree in our front yard. Now the Woodpecker is hungry for Seeds. Hugs, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

they are striking creatures ;))))

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Gene… when you said striking creatures… I thought of how in the fifties and before we had those wooden matches with Red tops and we would “strike” them to ignite Fire… now you rarely see them. Yes, Red-headed Woodpeckers are Striking Creatures. It is amazing how many species of beautiful Birds there are in the World. Hope you are Warm this Winter in your “feather Bed. gently, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

yes! we have Pileated Wood Peckers in our woods here .. they are magnificent .. when I first saw one I couldn't believe me eyes .. they are larger than the size of pigeons and similar in colors to red heads ... i guess we are not mature enough to handle those matches, Pat .. go figure .. use to be able to light them on our jeans or with a flick of the fingernail .. oh how cool we were .. and younger than that we used a clothes pin to make "match throwers" out of ... they shot those matches about 7 feet and lit them on their way .. we thought it great fun having "fire fights" with them ... oh .. those were the days my friend .. luv on ya .. with peace and joy ..

[Red Brick Keshner]

There is something about being still and observant either at sunset or sunrise, allowing the stage lights to dim or begin to focus and illumine, to restore a sense of peace and balance as well as hope that encourages us to reach out and petition far what can still be!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Mr. K… it is beautiful to live in an area where we see a lot of Sky… especially the Sunrise through an upstairs Window of a Sky that is softly humming Hallelujahs .. and then returning Home to a Bright Orange Sun spreading across the Horizon. Thank you for painting my feelings like a Cathedral with Chimes that linger forever and a day. tenderly, Pat