Biography of Dee Daffodil
I was the kid in high school who couldn't think of anything witty to say in the yearbook...still can't...
Dee Daffodil Poems
Accepting oneself Takes time Learning to truly love oneself... A bit longer
A Fickle Mistress
Poetry... She lures us in, As if with her beguiling grin She captures hearts inclined to sin
Oh sure... It started innocently enough In the beginning
Create The Illusion Of Calm
A poem for someone who needs to hear this... When life sends you chaos and destruction Create the illusion of calm
A Streetwalker Named Desire- (Part 1)
She stood on the corner Of Life and Pain Trying hard to ignore The driving rain
Blowing In The Wind
If a sit still long enough And focus...really focus I begin to shrink In size...until I'm tiny...tiny...tiny...
To The Memory Of Love
Petals torn from faded roses, Memories stored in jars. Photographs with different poses, To worship from afar.
I walked 10K yesterday.. 'No way! '
Free Your Soul
To truly live And cherish life To feel every joy... One needs to bare their soul
A Mother's Lament
No punching, no hitting No biting, no spitting No blabbering, no blubbering No fibbing, no flubbering
A Streetwalker Named Desire (Part 3)
True to his word
A Tuesday In June
Many years before They had made a pact On a Tuesday in June That should they
On Moonlit Night
Beneath a rather sensuous moon They made a trail through the snow Through the woods That creaked from cold
Aggie The Hag
Aggie the Hag, was a wonderful witch, Who all the children adored She fancied herself a sorceress It kept her from being bored
For The Moment
Instead of waiting for our future,
To unfold before my very eyes,
I'll be content to be with you...
For the moment.
And who knows...
Maybe the moments,
Will turn into,
A poem by Dee Daffodil (H.W 1982)