Ode To The Golden Daffodil Poem by David Wood
Ode To The Golden Daffodil
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.
Yes, I see them too, fading away - such a shame, but they will be back again next Spring. Lovely poem David.
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.
@ 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! ! !
A lovely beautiful poem of daffodis reminding one of Wordsworth!
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! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Nature is nurture, teacher, ....how life and death resembles seen on dinning table..eyes what they grasp mind knit. nice poem thank you.