Secrets tucked in Natures Kiss

Whereupon the Knight did impart a sweet kiss on her Heart...

In the folds of a Rose on petals soft there was a Kiss  

with rose hips and divine passion... 

A Maiden fair with golden hair with Bosoms full 

spent her days in waiting for Prince Charming...   

Lo, Winter will pass for each Lad and Lass... 

with Swords of Adventure they mount their Steeds  

at great speed... venturing to Wed a Maiden Pure... 

And there in the Bowers... Promises made... 

When Spring blossomed and Roses opened... 

Reviews

[Lorry]

Do I hear a suggestion of winters thaw and springs sprung?
I do hope so. Its Ben so chilly hear that I forgot there were more seasons other than hibernation.
I tell myself that everyone has it bad right now, what with the cost of living, fuel and inflation, but at least we know there are others in much worse situations.
Let's hope we all get through it Pat.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lorry… we are indeed living in difficult times… with so many Spy ships in the Sky. It seems Science Fiction has become real. Even Romance has become old fashioned. I will still Dance and wrap myself in Lace. Thanks for stopping by. gently, Pat

[Lorry]

I love reading from the golden age of science fiction and remembering how incredible everything was to littlest me, back in the day. When we had to make up our own entertainment with storytelling and campfire fear.
Now we have real fear and pass it off as fake news if it doesn't suit our thinking.
Ps.... If you type into amazon "golden age of science fiction" hundreds of short story collections come up, all for under a dollar, if anyone likes that kind of thing 😊

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lorry…. “the golden age of Science fiction” may still unfold… as our Country has no way to cease the Evil 👿 thereof. However, there is Light when the younger Generation “runs” for President. The Young Men and Women are the Hope for the Future. tenderly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Charmingly beautiful, dreamily durable, romantically plentiful.
You know how to serenade your readers.

[Dilan Gray]

This is such a lovely poem. Your words flow beautifully.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Brian… thank you for your words as Spring blossoms with colors of rainbow 🌈 dreams… wishing you a beautiful Season of warm weather and blue Skies with Birds and Clouds of Charming beginnings. Gently, Pat

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I enjoyed reading your poem. On a technical note, you have typed "steads" where I believe you intended "Steeds". A steed is a great horse or a warhorse whereas a "stead" is a place... i.e. "homestead", "instead" etc. the latter meaning "in place of". I like the tale you build around the characters of the seasons here and their inevitable romance of change. Wonderfully wrought. Bless, F.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Fabian… you are a scholar and a gentle Man to catch my error. I will correct it soon this early morning with the Sun shining on St. Patrick’s Day. It is very endearing to have this particular poem perfect as can be. tenderly, Pat

[Fabian G. Franklin]

And a Happy St. Patty's Day to you. "May those that love us, TRULY love us. And as for those who do not, may the Good Lord turn their hearts. And if by chance the Good Lord will not turn their hearts, may He at least turn their ankles so we'll be knowing them by their limping." ;)

[Patricia Wedel]

Whoa… it is Sad to see our Country’s Leaders limping… so many good people young and older in Jeopardy. My computer is not cooperating… still hoping to revise my stead t steed. Top of the Morning to you. Pat

[Fabian G. Franklin]

That's an old Irish saying about those that love us. I just threw it in because it was St, Patty's Day.

[Coyote Poetry]

so wonderful and so beautiful dear Pat.
"In the folds of a Rose on petals soft there was a Kiss
with rose hips and divine passion..."
I adored the above lines. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry my dear friend.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

Thank you John… once in a great while our Muse is an Artist of romantic bursts of passion.. brushed with ❤️ love. gently, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

I found my purple/black roses. I will plant this year. I have English red and English white in my yard already. A Spring day and the rising flowers. A miracle dear friend.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John.. my Mother loved flowers and especially Roses… yes, Flowers and Birds are Miracles my friend. gently, Pat

[emmajoygreen]

You still fill the Cafe with beautiful words about your beloved flowers, indeed ALL of nature in fact. Is wonderful to know that there are roots still deep in the heart of this place. make time true and perhaps as eternal as it could/can or might be. Will find you again til I've read many of the beautes you have written whilst I've been off and away. Take care, dear Pat, keep safe.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest EmmaJoy… as the Sun rises Sunday Morning with a hint of a breeze… I drift into your Spell and truly believe in Angels when I read your Words… like Heather in all its sweet scents of Reverie. Welcome Home dear Poetess. hugs, Pat

[emmajoygreen]

You're still my favourite darling! Hello and thank you.. so look forward to catching-up. Will try to catch up later, dinner's ringing now. xx

[Patricia Wedel]

Dinner time… enjoy… we have tulips blooming in Fredericksburg, Virginia, and some small trees with pink blossoms. Pleasant dreams.. catching up on sleep. hugs, Pat

[Dave Brown]

this is another very enjoyable read filled with days of yore, rose petals and promises.
can you put this one on video?
I'll rent a theater where it can be played
We'll make a fortune

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Dave... a lovely review that deserves a thank you. It reminds me off when Anne Murray of Nova Scotia sings the Song snowbird". One of my favorite Songs. gently, Pat

[An owl on the moon]

There is such an enchantment that rises in your words... seasons of spring in gardens and souls... nature unfolding and awakening in a kiss. Beautifully voiced.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Owl… the Chill of Winter has me wanting to be in a field of flowers… where Butterflies flutter and Bees 🐝 buzz. 💗 love your enchanting review…. The Sun will be smiling before June. tenderly, Pat

[An owl on the moon]

Ah, dear Pat, may you find those flowers always waiting for you in memories... until your garden overflows with them again in the spring.

[lightsong]

This might be the most loveliest, magical, tenderest romantic poem from You my dearest Pat, I dearly love it... it touches my vintage and romantic side "Whereupon the Knight did impart a sweet kiss on her Heart... ". how wondrous is that... Thank You for sharing and allowing us to dream... may your romantic soul ever shines with such beautiful words ✨🌷

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest friend and poet… you have stirred my poetic nature in a Mist of Ocean lore. We ❤️ love Seafaring movies as we Age on a Vintage Voyage to other Realms. The Romance of Life is our destination always. tenderly, Pat