Purple Hearts

Hearts stop beating when people cease to breathe... 

Flowers fade and become engraved on Stone with 

names of loved ones who sacrificed their Life... 

When memories dance on hallowed ground 

where bombs became the Hot Air flight to 

Paradise... 

Where the Birds mourn when their Nests are 

blown away and feathers become Rainbows of 

Promises... 

When Winter Snows become a Wonderland 

of Climate change and Poinsettias paint a 

Masterpiece of orchestrated Love... 

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

You say it so gracefully, but I can tell there is darkness underneath: there is too much bloodshed and omens of more deaths to come…. So everyone suffers including our dear birds who have no nests to flee to….but perhaps winter will change and our hearts will become brighter, more vibrant and the killing will cease. Beautiful Pat
Warmly, B.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Betty… we need to keep our Spirits optimistic… however, our Country and the World are at a Summit that concerns saving the Beauty of a Planet that has a Galaxy of Timeless possibilities.. for which we Pray … Amen.. softly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

At the moment dear Pat, I have little spirit and hope for what's going on in the world and in our own country... but I'm happy that you hare optimistic!
Warmly, B

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Betty... I have witnessed so many "acts of kindness from even strangers. War is an Evil that lingers ... and yet we always have Faith and Hope. gently, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

Amen dear Pat🌹

[Tom]

Yes indeed dear Patricia, as bad as parts of our world are today, and war is very, very bad, where's there's hope then there is a chance of recovery, let's pray together as poet's united the white dove of peace shall fly across such desperate blood stained lands and little children will once again come to play!

Inspiring!

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Tom... your words resonate accross the Sky where Angels keep a Vigil while we Weep. We are united as Poets praying with flowers that will blossom when Windows of Love become a vision of Virtues. softly, Pat

[AYVID N]

May paradise embrace all those who are gone too soon from this world. Dear Pat, your words move me to tears and fill me with sadness. As is written, blessed are those who weep for they shall be comforted. I hope God rains His mercy upon them all.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Divya... "As is written, blessed are those who weep for they shall be comforted" is a lovely expression. The storms bring Thunder and lightening as if the Voice of a Mighty movement will traverse the curse of Terror. We appreciate your Heart and soulful presence. Love and Peace. softly, Pat

[andrew mitchell]

It’s a cruel world not only by man but nature is no Angel either. Another write showing your attention to detail as always.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Andrew... the magenta and gold leaves of Autumn twirl and dance as birds with feathers become the harbingers of romantic rendezvous... Peace and Love, Pat

[Lorry]

So much loss and grief encapsulated in those titled words Pat, and I think it was your description that just made me Google is there a flower called purple heart, because you made me think there should be, and I was delighted to find that there is indeed a "creeping perennial" named just that!
Beautifully captured in ink, by the only person I'd have expected such a beautiful wrote from.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lorry... so special that you discovered "Purple Hearts ... I know the expression is awarded to Military Men who have rescued and saved our Hero's. May your World be full of appreciation ... knowing that you also deserve a "Purple Heart" for rescuing Words that are meant to Honor those who are kind and benevolent. gently, Pat

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Mourning loss is a deep felt memory that can surface at the slightest scratch. The opening line is a great hook that draws the reader in.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John Alexander... our World has become a Shadow of the former Resolutions. Now... the Ruthless reign in Terror and the Heavens Roar and Lightening strikes at the Soul of Dignity. We will sow seeds of Serenity in Remembrance of all the Innocent people.. young and old who have passed into Eternity. softly, Pat

[Arundass TP]

Beautiful poem. Let rain of love fall on this world.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Arundass... We will never be Care-free... when Barbaric acts of killing Innocent Grandmothers and Babies, along with Malice toward people of Faith.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Friends... a hundred million in pieces of Gold can disappear when
Tears are swept into the atmosphere. Feelings and Heartbreak remain
at the Places of Loss and Grief. We weep and keep a Vigel in our Heart.
the Author, Pat