Fiery Winter Fire

As I watch the Flames as they dance among embers of  

Passionate love ... I become the December Dreams 

of a Tufted Titmouse on red dossier dogwood... 

and I am blessed with warmth and melodies of Cedar Trees... 

Reviews

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

i love the phrase December Dreams, it absolutely hits the mark. the whole thing is written in the most luscious way, it speaks of love and self actualization. 'I am blessed'... the gratitude you feel is infectious. 'melodies of Cedar Trees' the music that emanates from one's skin when they are feeling joyful. i danced to this beat, this verse wrapped around me in an amorous way. great writing that makes you feel good.

[Soren]

Wow! Such marvelous imagery presented in this poem paints a picture of colder days and nights. This wonderfully worded work of art is a feast for the eyes.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Soren... as we share our thoughts of Peace and Goodwill... we remember the three Wise Men with their gifts of Frankincense and Myrrh... following a Star that settles above a new born King in a Manger. softly, Pat

[Soren]

And like them all we should focus on the giving this season not the receiving

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Soren.. it is in the giving that we receive the blessings bestowed. Roses in the Snow will be a Gift when Shepherds watch their Sheep and a Child will sleep in a Manger with Peace and Goodwill. Amen.. Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

Dear Pat...you are a dreamer...every line in this poem is beautiful.... and perfect for the December frigid
Your birds will share the warmth of a cozy holiday with you...embers of passionate love is what we ally need at this time.....dancing flames to you dear Pat...Stay warm!
Warmly, B

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Betty... it is heart-warming to know that we can come together like Angels in a Choir and sing our Praise of all we hold as though pure Gold is stored where the people Pray...in a Temple waiting to Celebrate a new born King. tenderly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

A dear note Pat, thank you xo

[jacob erin-cilberto]

You are blessed and bestow blessings on your fellow poets with your poetic words and your constant support.
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Jacob... in Clouds of Joy we will sing the songs of Silent Nights and Snow covered steeples where Pipe Organs tremble as Saints shine in stained glass Windows of Wonder... and thunder roars as we ascend to heights of Glory. Be blessed with Peace and Love. gently, Pat

[Amy R]

What a beautiful crafted poem, the imagery is chosen to perfection.
December dreams I love the sound of that, maybe I'd write a poem with that title.
Last line ended it in a musical tone.
Beautiful..
-Amy

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Amy... many Artists have performed Duets... you sing high notes and I will sing low... The Title will be December Dreams. You can add a verse or two and post it as a "Collaboration. Surprise me. softly, Pat

[Amy R]

Oh wow, I like the idea of this, thanks u too.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Amy... it is unusual that two words could cover so much Poetic courage,,, reminds me of Robin Hood with so many Arrows to touch the Heart of Lovers. Seriously... Birds have feathers and we have Ideas... that flutter and settle like Star dust... Dream and Spread yore Wings... before the last Teardrop falls. gently, Pat

[Pete]

some choice words that lend comfort and hope for toastier times on cold nights of that month. well said.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Pete... your review is soothing as we prepare for comfort of the many Immigrants on cold Nights in December and beyond. tenderly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Because I was born with romantic tendencies... I dream of orchestrated Symphonies... May your days be filled with Violins playing Concertos... gently, Pat