Painted Lady of Astors on the Avon

In my imagination... I fly among the Goldenrod  

where purple Astors Nod and Bend and become 

a Ballet of Shakespeare's Avon Aphrodisiac ...  

Blue buttons bloom in Meadows where 

Autumn sunlight settles on green moss... 

 

 

Reviews

[Pete]

that's some painted lady. your words do her justice.

"It would be well, perhaps, if we were to spend more of our days and nights without any obstruction between us and the celestial bodies, if the poet did not speak so much from under a roof, or the saint dwell there so long. Birds do not sing in caves, nor do doves cherish their innocence in dovecots." - Thoreau

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Pete... the Celestral Cathedral becomes a place where the Light shines through... the Innocent Dove will Rest In Peace. gently. Pat

[Pryde Foltz]

So splendid Such a garden you keep with your wrods:)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Pryde... I appreciate your Camaraderie as you begin to spin a Web of Artistry... my friend. Pat

[redzone]

you have a beautiful imagination Patricia. And the poem it has induced is inviting us to fly with you enjoying these Lady of Astors on the Avon. Thank you for the vision, Patricia.

Curt

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Curt... wishing you Crystal Stars that shine like diamonds with a thousand Karats on a Ring of Gold.. Happy Holidays... Pat

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

a pretty little poem full of descriptiveness and refinemnt. and i completely understand the feeling of wanting to be that bird: graceful, unaware of its own beauty, and free.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Ern... lovely to read your thoughts of being Free a a Bird on Wing. softly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Butterflies and flora. You paint a beautiful picture here Pat of an autumn garden. Your imagery brightens up a very cold and drear UK November morning. Mother Nature gifts generously. Have a wonderful day.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Chris... your review is a gift of memories of Autumn tea parties had biscuits withJam andh the Sun shining on Roses while leaves of gold and magenta l fell softly to Bed. We had a cold and rainy day yesterday as Winter has made it's arrival known. Blessings bestowed as we wait for the Snow. softly, Pat

[Neville]

Blindingly beautiful Pat .. but then I've always had a soft spot for them Painted Ladies .. and if I'm being honest, for unpainted ones too .. very gently tho' ..

[Patricia Wedel]

swat Neville... your humor Brings Art to the Gallery of Poetry. softly, Pat

[Neville]

...Happy to have been of some gentle service .. 😎

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Neville .. please forgive my error of the word swat... it should have been dear (in my first comment). Blessings, Pat

[Neville]

no worries Pat .. but thanks for thinking of me 😎👍

[Coyote Poetry]

Now I must read Shakespeare's Avon Aphrodisiac. I did some research. I liked dear Pat how you gave life to the pretty words. Beautiful nature is always a blessing for us to see and know. Thank you dear friend for for the amazing words.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... I was not quoting Shakespeare... I was only adding a bit of pleasure yo my own romantic version. There's a Modern Movie entitled "Shakespeare in Love" which is a Play that brings a Smile to a Poet's Heart. gently, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Pat. You made my old mind research and learn. I need this. I hope you are doing well and you are having some fun.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... Roger and myself try to enjoy the beauty of the Seasons. Today is Friday and the Sun is bright... as we struggle to "Repair" the damage to our Country. The Insanity of open borders and uncontrolled use of Finances is Heartbreaking to our Soul and the younger generation will aspire to do better. May your days be pleasant as we Pray together. softly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

Soft and lovely "painted lady" dear Pat....unfortunately autumn is almost over; yet you bring it back to us in in a melodic, dancing ballet on the Avon River....so beautiful and descriptive as always....
Warmly, B

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Betty... there is a Wisp of Autumn where the golden leaves scatter like Treasure to be buried in the Snow. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. gently, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

DEAR PAT…..our stay in NYC has come to an end…there are still reminders of Autumn….as leaves gently disappear…..🌷
Warmly, B

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Betty.. I love to think of you so close by. It is sunny and very cold where we live by the Rappahannock River in Virginia. Prayers ascending for the Holidays. Softly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

Same to you, xoxo

[Lorry]

I must admit Patricia that I am glad I read your reply to Jacobs review, as when I looked at the pic above I could swear I saw a headless Robin redbreast! 😃
Talking of Blue buttons, did you know that fields of Heather here attract butterflies, which always strike me as hauntingly beautiful, mainly because even surrounding trees and bushes are painted in a purplish glow from the Heather's spectrum of light and to see them glide and dance within it is a sight to behold! 😃

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lorry... tour reviews are always a Treasure with a "Twist. You have described a Scene that is Peaceful and healing to our Soul. Softly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Shakespeare? count me among the Astors as well.

love the alliteration used....that allows me to see the nodding and bending.

j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob... there is a Butterfly named Painted Lady... also there is a Ballet about Madame Butterfly and how she may have died. It is sad, Your review is a Kaleidoscope of lost and found Love. softly, Pat

[Amy R]

Beautiful write...very rich imagery to.
-Amy

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Amy.. you could be our Painted Lady in the Wisp of Autumn. Thank you for attending the Ballet, gently, Pat

[Amy R]

Aww, to sweet, You're very welcome