David Wood

Gold Star - 10,739 Points (07 April 1950 / London)

Ode To The Golden Daffodil - Poem by David Wood

Daffodils in their twilight fade
As May begins to shine
Their fragrance lost for another year,
A display both delicate and fine.

Wrinkled flower heads droop with age
As a blaze of golden yellow turns brown,
The whole of nature bows its head
And says goodbye with a frown.

They came at the end of winter
To grace nature with their charm
And stayed until the end of spring
Making all things sweet and calm.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

I wrote this poem looking at the fading daffodils on my dining room table.

Comments about Ode To The Golden Daffodil by David Wood

  • Rookie - 38 Points Heyyou Boy (5/3/2013 12:45:00 PM)

    A great write. With a really good flow. Well done David! (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 10,739 Points David Wood (4/30/2013 1:57:00 PM)

    Well done Shahzia the daffodils do also represent the human experience from our winter of discontent, our spring of hope to out demise just as summer blooms. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,483 Points Shahzia Batool (4/30/2013 1:19:00 AM)

    @ poet's notes: Poetry is always open to interpretations... though composed in a moment of brooding over a natural phenomenon, fading daffodils, but there's something like an allegory in the process of nature about the rise and fall what human beings' experience, that's why and that's how moments of inspiration sometimes last forever through a moment's write! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,112 Points Diane Hine (4/29/2013 5:04:00 AM)

    I guess we wouldn't appreciate them so much if they lasted all year. A fine poem which reflects their beauty. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 972 Points Chandra Thiagarajan (4/27/2013 12:03:00 PM)

    A lovely beautiful poem of daffodis reminding one of Wordsworth! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 45,456 Points Valsa George (4/26/2013 8:14:00 AM)

    Daffodiles arouse fanciful memories in many a poet's heart, as a host of golden daffodiles kept thumping Wordsworth's heart! ! A poem, beautiful and simple! ! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 4,717 Points Valerie Dohren (4/24/2013 11:29:00 AM)

    Yes, I see them too, fading away - such a shame, but they will be back again next Spring. Lovely poem David. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 39,822 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (4/24/2013 6:17:00 AM)

    Nature is nurture, teacher, ....how life and death resembles seen on dinning table..eyes what they grasp mind knit.
    nice poem thank you. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 25, 2013

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