And I have envisioned
You lying there, bedazzled
Under cascades of sunlight
Washed to whiteness -
By a soft spring rain
Whose drops splashed
Upon the yellow trumpets
That echoed your glow
And your parted lips
That waited in tenderness
As wild as daffodils
Written by Ron Dondiego
March 23, 2002
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Reviewed on November 19, 2002
I have a fondness for daffodils..I think its something about how cheerful the always look. I also have a fondness for beautifully wrought poetry.
I love the way you write….you have strokes of the way poetry used to be written brushed throughout your work. You capture emotion, then share it with us all. That’s a gift….always keep writing.
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I love the way you write….you have strokes of the way poetry used to be written brushed throughout your work. You capture emotion, then share it with us all. That’s a gift….always keep writing.
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I am a person who loves the nature, I can lie on the green meadow and dream all day. I can enjoy a poem like this, very immensely!!!!!
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