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Poetry: Daffodil

sleepy round bulbs wake
as straight green arrows
tipped in bright yellow
aimed at the sky

you ask me questions
teary-eyed, red-cheeked
as sunlight paints stripes
across our bare feet

without answers, I deflect
making tiny clover bouquets—
thankful treasures fit for
all the garden fairies

we hold hands as
spring’s regal heralds rise
unfurling their tucked beauty—
sun within a sun

we dilly-dally dance
dreaming of hammock naps
doves building new nests
sweet lil strawberry babies

we stuff our pockets
with tomorrows and tomorrows
while hummingbirds dart by
and fresh raindrops fall

Our first daffodil opened this week and it inspired this short poem. I hope you enjoyed it.

73 thoughts on “Poetry: Daffodil”

  10. Wonderful picture the recommend words written in poem. Interesting line of we stuff our pocket with tomorrow and tomorrow
    While hummingbird dart by
    And Fresh raindrops all. I like.!

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  13. This is beautiful, Bridgette. It made for delightful reading. Like many other readers here, I loved the line about stuffing our pockets with tomorrow and tomorrow. However, my favourite part is the verse that reads …

    ‘you ask me questions
    teary-eyed, red-cheeked
    as sunlight paints stripes
    across our bare feet.’

    I could visualise the teary eyes, red cheeks, and the sun casting shadows across your and your daughter’s bare feet. I’m probably way out on my guess, but that’s what your lovely words made me think of. I do you are coping as best you can with everything right now. Sending love 💓, as always, to you both. P.S. I’m so sorry I haven’t been able to read your stories recently – I just don’t seem to stop these days. If I’m not writing, I’m playing the drums; if not that, I’m litter-picking; doing coursework; writing my blog and on and on. Xx 🌷✨💝

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    • You are right on, Ellie. It seems all my poetry these days is about my daughter and her struggles. I wanted this one to feel more hopeful and beautiful. I hope it left you feeling encouraged. I need her to stuff all the tomorrows in her pockets and want to be here for them.

      You never need to apologize for not reading my stories or poems, Ellie. We all have busy lives filled with so many things. We are trying to create, keep up with correspondence, and simply live our lives. I love when you stop by and I appreciate knowing you are always thinking of me and my daughter. Your love is very much felt.

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      • Thank you for your kind and understanding words, Bridgette. Yes, I did feel encouraged after reading your beautiful, heartfelt poem. Thank you for your generosity in appreciating how busy others are, too. It’s always a pleasure to read your work; I just wish I had more time to read more of it. It’s always a joy to see your writing, poetry and photos. Keep going, my friend. Love as always. Xx 💞

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  17. Beautiful Bridgette, so many images peeking out through your words. I can’t wait for the daffodils to start peeking through. Not tonight though, snow storm warnings for the morning 😦 💞💞💞

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