Meadow Lark Songs

As I walk beside the Rappahannock River 

I hear the Meadow Lark singing Debussy. 

in Soprano scales of Even Tide... 

The Owls are snuggled on the Pine branches 

where Moonbeams gather for evening prayers  

The Fish have gone Upsteam to Dream... 

 

 

Reviews

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

Your poem was simply beautiful! I loved the way you described the peaceful evening scene by the river with such vivid and evocative language. It was like I could hear the birds singing and feel the cool breeze on my face. Your words really captured the beauty and tranquility of nature.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Auza… it seems the tranquility of Nature will guide us to find Peace among the Storms… Thank you for your warm review. gently, Pat

[light and ashes]

This is so lovely, Patricia.
You really show the beauty and magic of birds and Nature.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Light… Mother Nature is so comforting and encourages us to be content with the closeness of a friend … thanks for stopping by. Be Brave… Pat

[Cherrie Palmer]

.... where moonbeams gather for evening prayers 🙏... what a transcending phrase. The entire path was rejuvenating.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Cherrie... your review as always transcends my thoughts. To think my poem is rejuvenating is a parable in the making. I have a feathery feeling from your review. Be well and high-spirited... as ever, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Upstream, downstream, it is good to dream, as we hold you in Hugh esteem for penning such wonderful poetry, then share them with the team.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Sami... you give all of us high esteem-- therefor, we are encouraged to be all we can be. I am Humbled when I read your poetry and many other Poets also. Poetry can be set to Music and to me that is the ultimate Persuasion. Thank you for being so generous. softly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Dance on then. I agree. You are welcome

[Lorry]

Another glimpse into your wonderful and vibrant nature Pat. I can almost hear the concerto and feel the breeze on my face.
Now I'm wondering what fish dream. A hook free life maybe. 😊

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lorry… a pleasure to read your thoughts… on a full moon night shining bright. Perhaps the Stars are Angels who sing in the Choir…. Be blessed with dreams of rose petals and pillow feathers. gently, Pat