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post Aug 6 08, 11:32
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Behold the sky without a CLOUD,
Let clement air caress the HILLS,
As then was I who eyed a CROWD,
A dale of dainty DAFFODILS:
Before the beach, beyond the TREES,
Beckoning to me with the BREEZE

An auric acre of awesome SHINE
In matrix like the milky WAY,
A burst of beauty, none in LINE
With sea of sun along the BAY:
No way could I but give a GLANCE,
Winking and wagging in dainty DANCE.

How like the waves, these posies, THEY
will bow and bid in sharing GLEE:
What words would fail to gush with GAY
In green and yellow COMPANY:
I stood amazed, without a THOUGHT
And then thanked God for what He BROUGHT.

And now, as I'm abed and LIE
With peace and piety, my MOOD'
I see them with my mindful EYE
who join me in my SOLITUDE;
Then once again my mem'ry FILLS
and I'm amongst those DAFFODILS.

(to read Wordsworth's "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud", righr here it Mosaic Musings, go to
Legendary Libations, William Wordsworth, posted by Cleo.


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A new answer for Wordsworth's "I Wandered..." poem for an old (August '08) challenge!


Butterflies

A family, like saffron cloud
adrift above green rolling hills,
descended as a hungry crowd
upon a field of daffodils.
They grew among the budding trees
that swayed in time with springtime’s breeze.

Bright wings reflected warm sunshine
attending them upon their way
back home. Although a ragged line
extended far along the bay,
one could discern with just a glance
that all were part of that spring dance

of coming home. I watched as they
all shared a festive meal with glee:
which turned once saddened mind to gay.
I, gladdened by their company,
and for the sudden change of thought
thanked nature for the smiles she brought.

Were I to speak of this, I’d lie
about that day; my new-found mood.
Spring brought a gift to heart and eye;
for I, in tranquil solitude
perceived a sight soul’s thirst fulfills…
gold butterflies in daffodils.

Larry D. Jennings


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When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
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Kindness is a seed sown by the gentlest hand, growing care's flowers.
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