Harvest Moon

Harvest Moon

A Poem by Patricia Wedel
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The Sunset settles on the Crest of Dew...

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When Apples become Cider and the weather is mellow 

we begin to gather Pumpkins for Lanterns... 

Walks in the Meadow with Birds of a Feather 

we become Witches and Goblins where 

Cobwebs and Spiders weave melancholy dreams... 

The Leaves of Gold and Magenta play like Harps 

Angels on Wings bring Beethoven Symphonies in the Breeze...  

© 2024 Patricia Wedel


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Oh, is it that time of year again?
Now why am I thinking of a long, cold walk home to what will be a candy free home, with only the possibility of a cup of hot cider to warm my cockles, whatever they are!
Perfectly capturing autumn in all its finery, tangoing into that great unmentionable of ghouls, goblins and spider's webs! 😃

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

2 Months Ago

dear Lorry... we become entranced as we dance with Ghosts that linger in our Hearts. The golden Lea.. read more



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With Autumn being my favorite time of year, this finely descriptive poem is a delight. A little out of season at this reading, I fondly recall the time of cobwebs and spiders weaving melancholy dreams. Is there any of that cider left?

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


You have so masterfully captured Autumn in this lovely poetic gem, dearest Pat. You paint very beautiful pictures for your reader to enjoy. An amazing poem filled with warmth and all of the colours of Autumn. A truly amazing write from your poetic pen, dearest Pat. Gratitude with brightest blessings your way for sharing...

Posted 1 Month Ago


I love the days of October. I can take the children to Blakes haunted park and enjoy the days of Auburn. I loved how you described the world around you. Thank you dear Pat for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 1 Month Ago


it is absolutely beautiful. this ode to autumn interwines happy memories, expectations of the year to come, and the magical force that binds past and present: 'Angels on Wings bring Beethoven Symphonies in the Breeze... ' my favourite line. i know it's a bit late, but i hope you spend the rest of the season with loved ones 'Birds of a Feather' and live life to the fullest, or 'become Witches and Goblins.'

Posted 1 Month Ago




You just nailed fall and so perfectly with such a gentle and golden glow .. Neville

Posted 1 Month Ago


delightfully playful. sweet loveliness,

Posted 2 Months Ago


This is beautifully expressed as words paint such a lovely scene ;-]

Posted 2 Months Ago


Fantastic work. Powerful imagery.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

2 Months Ago

dear Thomas... the Maple tree in our front yard has grown so high with branches of Apricot leaves fl.. read more
Oh, is it that time of year again?
Now why am I thinking of a long, cold walk home to what will be a candy free home, with only the possibility of a cup of hot cider to warm my cockles, whatever they are!
Perfectly capturing autumn in all its finery, tangoing into that great unmentionable of ghouls, goblins and spider's webs! 😃

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

2 Months Ago

dear Lorry... we become entranced as we dance with Ghosts that linger in our Hearts. The golden Lea.. read more
A most beautiful seasonal poem that could easily be a song. Very nicely done.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

2 Months Ago

dear Soren... An Autumn Song played on a Piano like falling Leaves has been composed and is "Timeles.. read more

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Patricia Wedel
Patricia Wedel

Keystone, WV



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