Della Perry

Gold Star - 4,929 Points (Kingswinford)

Daffodils And The Council - Poem by Della Perry

Bedraggled, forlorn
Broken idols are rotting
in huddles on the verges.
Shadows now,
Murky brown masks
Bent over, aged
Leaf-veined arms drooping
Spring has sprung
Daffodils head are hung
The Council mow them down
With revulsion.

Topic(s) of this poem: plants

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Daffodils aren't always pretty! Fickle people and their adoration of the beautiful.Once the looks have gone, off with your head.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 1, 2015

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