Bumblebees and thistles

Thistles hold nectar and for hummers and bees

Thistles and whistles from fields of clover 

dandelion fluff on windy skies... 

clouds of doubt lie about on 

seldom seen trails of tears...  

Where flowers grow in moonlight beams 

spreading as falling stars dream... 

birds nesting on boughs of love 

until spring soothes their fears... 

Blossoms lie dormant as thunder rolls 

and sunsets glow is shadowed... 

by images of fairy silhouettes 

against a persimmon sky...  

Cameo ladies dance in gypsy gowns 

as violins play Vienna waltz's... 

from far off lands where exotic 

birds sing of romance and love... 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I love your writing . . . but even more, I love your way of seeing the natural world. Since I write much from nature, I get many good ideas from your writing about things I've totally forgotten to notice & find words for! Descriptive, original, & vivid word choices thru-out! (((HUGS)))

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Margie... thank you for your lovely review about thistles and bumblebees. My mother used to cut and put thistles in flower bouquets and even include p***y willow branches. As a very young child we lived in Ohio where the landscape and environment was filled with nature's bounty. I inherited my love of nature from my Mom. hugs, Pat

[barleygirl]

I have always loved the stickery beauty of thistles! A very unappreciated flower! *smile*

[Patricia Wedel]

Thistles are gorgeous ... and deserve recognition... hope your days are stitched with nature's embroidery... hugs, Pat

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Beautiful imagery and the poem conveyed a lovely feeling to go with it. Tyfs!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Cyprian... I love your charming review. truly, Pat

[Ruth]

Pat, this is not only serene but awe inspiring, your poetry leads me down paths of sheer beauty :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Poppy Ruth... lovely to read your review. The wind is blowing our notions today as we await the snowflakes that may fall tomorrow... As the sunshine has warmed us so the last few days, the birds are confused about an early Spring. truly, Pat

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I am in awe of this beautiful nature poem.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Dale ... Your review has lifted my heart to nature's beauty as the seasons survive and snowflakes softly fall. truly, Pat