Dancing Daffodils?
I don't think so.
Slimline,
Sun-seeking,
Driven ducklings
With eggyolk
Ever-ready mouths.
Twitching pointlessly,
Fruitlessly.
Bringing the news
In their all-weather attire.
Shivering,
Imperceptibly,
In icy North-Easters
As the Sun's arc
Climbs higher
Up the hill
Who
Took time to
Plant them
In that hedge
So far from
House or road?
This poem is published in the Irfon Valley Writer's Group Antology, People and Places. Find out more about the Irfon Valley Writer's Group...
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Lorraine Voss
OK it was me, I did it !Actually that's an enormous mistruth ... I have been planting acorns all over the Epynt though ;-)Enjoyed the poem very much and can personally recommend the Anthology.
Wed Nov 19 09:30:08 2008
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