Rose Bee Balm and Butterflies

Summer days with sunshine rays...

As the misty rain falls softly where Sparrows nest 

the shadows of times spent are kept in Pots of Lantana  

where memories of a Mother's love of scented Roses 

permeate the warmth of Buttermilk skies where 

Angels appear in cloud formations with rain drops... 

Furry brown Rabbits discover tender orange Carrots 

where Chipmunks scampered about in the Clover... 

The White Cliffs of Dover remain a Mystery... 

 

 

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

Many thanks for sharing such a wonderfully visual poem, Pat. You bring such pleasure to everyone in the cafe. Bless you and more, dear lady. Prayers, smiles and the gentlest of hugs are winging their way to both you and Roger.

The White Cliffs of Dover are considered the ever-standing strength of this country many people see as they go off and away around our world. Then, when they return - those cliffs are still here to welcome them back home.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Em..! a pleasure to read your Words… love ❤️ and hugs, Pat

[emmajoygreen]

My pleasure (Pat)

[jaye river]

always such lovely and stunning imagery in your poems. i tried growing a few lantanas a few years back. they were truly beautiful and native to where i live, but sadly i dont think i have a green thumb.

[FGFRANKLIN]

The "summer rays" seem a bit intense this year. But the real culprit is the wildfires springing up. Half of Canada in flames with wildfires around the globe from California to Greece. Meanwhile, believe or not, certain scientists are predicting the coming of a new ice age because of the earth's Milankovitch cycles. NASA says it will be another 50 to 100 thousand years before the earth has another ice age. I have a feeling not nearly as much credit is due to human activity for "climate change" as natural cycles of the earth. Think of all the "greenhouse gasses" in the atmosphere during the dinosaurs reign which lasted 165 million years. All those giant plant animals expelling methane and the staggering amount of volcanic activity during that time. An article from PBS recently stated that cows currently emit 14.5 percent of all greenhouse gasses on the planet. Multiply that size of an animal to the size of dinosaurs like the brontosaurus and you get a feel for the reality of the subject. But I wander too far from home. Your poem is lovely. F.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Fabian… your descriptions of Climate change is awesome and frightening for future generations. When I was in my twenties I worked as a Secretary in Maryland for Physicists who designed Missiles and Submarines; it opened my mind to many possibilities. After that— I worked in Patent and Trademark Law Firms as a Secretary for a number of years… and learned about Patents for Artificial Intelligence. Now our Government is talking a lot about AI. (Which can be Sad for we the people who need most of those Jobs). I am impressed by your Commentary (although I am a simple person myself). Be safe and well. gently, Pat

[Lorry]

Well Pat, before I read this I tried to say the title ten times really fast and failed miserably, but it did make me smile 😊
But never fear Pat, there was a famous wartime song called "There'll be bluebirds over the white cliffs of Dover" and that was a mystery to even us. We thought it might be a secret Easter game we hadn't heard about where you catch a bird and paint it blue, but it turns out it was written by an American, who hadn't come within 3000 miles of Dover and might have found out either had a bluebird. I thought bluebirds were mythical until I visited America 😊

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lorry… sorry to be late to thank you for your ❤️ lovely review. I had some radiation treatments for two weeks, and was extra busy with Roger having Dialysis for five years three days a week. My prognosis is good to live longer. I like to write ✍️ optimistic poetry when possible. This past February 14 on Valentines 💘 Day, Roger and I saw four Blue Birds from an upstairs Window in an early Spring tree outside a Window. We were thrilled because we have lived by the Rappahannock River in Fredericksburg, Virginia for almost 23 years and never saw a lovely true blue bird up close and personal. We have a lot of “Blue Jays” that are a darker blue with black feathers in their wings. They are mischievous Birds and love to fly away with Peanuts in the Shell along with the Crows. Our Blue Birds are a gorgeous warm medium Blue with a light Rose/Pink breast. They mean Happiness and ❤️ Love in a poetic way. softly, Pat

[Lorry]

Good luck with writing for many years to come Pat. Thinking of you both.

[Sami Khalil]

AWESOME AND WINSOME! Great imagery. You must be hearing a song or watching a movie with that title.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Sami… my hubby Roger has walked on the White Cliffs of Dover in England. I have heard that Bluebirds also love to fly over the White Cliffs of Dover. Thanks for reading. softly. Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Wowzy woooo! A lucky man indeed. I saw them on YouTube. Awesome. You are welcome 😊

[Chris Shaw]

Yes Pat, you have done it again. You stimulate the senses with this lovely summer write. Soft, scented and delicate. Beautiful imagery of our natural world. The White Cliffs of Dover are no mystery to us Brits. They are as important to us as the Statue of Liberty is to you in the USA. They represent home and all that is good about it. Many a returning soldier. sailor airman would have wept at the first site of those cliffs. We are an island nation. Those cliffs represent home, where mothers and sweethearts wait. Where the bluebirds of happiness shall fly over white chalk even on dull and wet days. Have a beautiful weekend dear Pat.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Chris… your Review is so beautifully penned… it brings tears .. When Roger was stationed in England doing RAF refueling missions, he also walked on the White Cliffs of Dover and he felt Blessed. I read your Review to Roger and he found your thoughts were very touching. I love that Blue Birds are drawn to the White Cliffs. softly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Your Roger saw the white cliffs for himself? How amazing that is Pat. Thank you for sharing that.

[Patricia Wedel]

There is a Reverence to Life that is in a Realm of it's own.... that is what I feel. I appreciate that my Muse or an Angel prompted me to include The White Cliffs of Dover in my poem. That is a Mystery. Wishing all the Poets special moments. It encourages us to believe that there is more to our existence than we could ever Imagine. Pat

[Neville]

ah' but those blue birds know exactly how and where to find them .. the white cliffs that is .. 🌷

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Neville… I did read that Blue Birds are known to call the White Cliffs of Dover their Home. You have added the Best and Beautiful Silhouette to my Vignette.. thank you for that.. gently, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

so many senses in this stunning piece Pat, the delicious smell of roses, the soft feeling of rain on your body; "warmth of a buttermilk sky"; the sighting of angels appear between the clouds..."furry rabbits discover orange carrots (color)and what is the mystery of the Cliffs of Dover??? Have seen them and they are a painter's delight.
Lovely,
Warmly, B

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Betty… over millions of years the Seabed became exposed … there is not much to be said of the Mystery of the White Cliffs of Dover. There is a lot of History… and I for one would like to know more. Perhaps a Poet from England would know more. I can only Imagine a Painting brushed by you. softly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome
warmly, B

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I remember Mother's love and imagine her being an Angel captured in a rain drop...
her tears of sorrow, her tears of joy....her mysteries.
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

Dear Jacob.. if only to live those precious days again… now we are in the midst of planting seeds that will prosper and nourish our 🌍 World. Thanks for sharing and Top of the Morning to you. gently, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dear folks... random thoughts on a Summer Day
where Angels pray and children play a flute
at the Garden gate... the author, Pat