Mysterious Grey Clouds

Blue Skies on a Clear Day... with wisps of Autumn Arias. 

where Mourning Doves gather under grey clouds of doubt... 

The Squirrels gather Nuts to hide in rock gardens for  

cold winter days when the Wind and Snow fall softly  

upon the frozen ground where Fox lie in Caves... 

The days become shorter and Buttercups melt like 

Honey in a Hive where Bees come and Buzz until 

early next Spring when golden Daffodils bloom... 

Reviews

[Zoe Richardson]

What a lovely recitation of how nature winds down from late summer to autumn. I especially love the line 'buttercups melt like honey in a hive.' I could picture the drooping yellow blossoms. I had the taste of honey and butter mingling in my mouth. A most excellent read!

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Zoe... the Hives have closed their doors as the Thunder roars. We have stored for the Winter what keeps us well and strong until the Axis turns through a World of turmoil. gently, Pat

[Cherrie Palmer]

I am so ready for the breath of Fall to caress the land and yield her favor to one and all.
I absolutely love this one.

[Mauricio Montoya]

gray clouds with everything happening I've wonder if you had insight or is it the play on words. nevertheless its a write worthy to read. thank you for sharing

[andrew mitchell]

For some it’s a hurried rush to store food and buckle down for winter.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Andrew... A lovely Rose and Gold Chrysanthemum smiles in the Autumn Sun... there is a Hummingbird that sips the aged nectar as a toast to the Summer spent. We gather in prayer to all those who need shelter as the Winds begin their Journey into Winter. Baked Apples with cinnamon sugar willl suffice. Be blessed as you caress the Seasons. Be strong and keep warm. softly, Pat

[Soren]

I love nature and all of its splendors. You paint a clean and vivid picture of her glory that touches the heart and soul.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Soren... the Autumn breezes capture the sound of the Wood Winds among the Trees while Honey Bees buzz South and feel the warmth therein. I appreciate your review. gently, Pat

[Dave Brown]

autumn's colors are a pleasure to enjoy with winter's attraction being that Spring will be next to arrive.
This was another little beauty

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Dave... your review is like a Wisp of Autumn leaves falling silently where Summer slept in beds of "Iris" lullabies and fairies danced among the green clover. Wishing you Soft September Rain as fuzzy brown Caterpillars embrace the Autumn Sun. gently, Pat

[light and ashes]

Your beautiful nature poems are only paralled by your sweet soul.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Light.... so lovely to be touched by an Angel's sigh... we can always embrace the Moods of Autumn's colors as though we were in a Michelangelo painting
where Angels gather for evening prayers. gently, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

By the way, as we become older, we value the presence of Body and Soul and are thankful for each day to be privy to the Sun and Rain. gently, Pat

[light and ashes]

Beautifully put, Pat.
God bless you.

[Arundass TP]

Beautiful nature poem. Great pleasure to read

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Arundass... the Seasons are a Concerto of Romantic Rendezvous where Poets play the Notes in soft embraces of endearment. gently, Pat

[Patricia]

visually beautiful and kind of sad as I don't long for winter but then again find wonderful poetry in it, I am left longing the start of a new spring already.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Patricia … so lovely to hear from you… our Angels know when we need Poetry to keep us aware of mysteries when suddenly the Sun shines and smiles. Thank you for your charming review. gently, Pat

[Lisasview]

Good morning dearest Pat,
Been awhile since I have been on here and reviewing.
Just one thing after another took over my life..
Loved you sweet poem... we too will have golden daffodils again in Spring...I love how strong the yellow colour is.
Lisa

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lisa… so 💗 lovely to hear from you. We need Poets to touch our Lives and then we can believe in Serendipity… It has been an unusual Year or so… but the Sun does Wonders when Autumn arrives. The Sunflowers take a 🙇 Bow to bestow best Wishes as Indian Summer appears in Teepees ⛺️ along the River. softly, Pat