In Winter, I long
for color and flowers.
In Spring, I yearn
For Wordsworth.
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
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Do you have a magic moment that fills your heart with joy at the memory? I will share one of mine with you. Years before we had kids, my husband and I shared papaya, salmon and pineapple sushi, on a balcony overlooking the pool at the Kauai Marriott Resort, which was on the ocean. If you want to see what it looked like, the Marriott site has lots of pictures. The sushi was the best I had ever tasted. I have many more, too, and I hope you do, too.
Warmly, Brenda
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Your photo is gorgeous! I love how the forsythia frames the daffodils 🙂 our daffs are over here now, it’s nice seeing you write about them! Beautiful poem too, yours and Wordsworths 😀 x
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😀 Our daffs are still going strong here. Love to be in the same sentence as Wordsworth! 🙂 You never fail to leave great words in your wake, my friend. Are you still steaming up the internet? I’ll have to drop by and see. 🙂
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Why thank you! You and Wordsworth compliment each other I think 😉 x
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Awww. 😀
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Brenda, Without a doubt Daffodils are my favorite springtime flower, so bright, so full of sparkle, so warm. Thanks, Bill
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Oh, how can you choose? I love them all. 🙂 I do love the daffodil, though. I remember reading Wordsworth as a teen. So lovely.
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Such a Beautiful Spring Image and delightful verse to incite memories. What a lovely place to sit back and reminisce 🙂
Blessings of Inspiration, This Day, Every Day ~
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Every year, without fail, I smell Spring approaching. A glorious feeling to open the door and scent it in the air. I do the same with winter too but it doesn’t fill me with the same anticipation. Daffodils are like a visual image of that scent to me. x
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That’s a beautiful comment! You should make it into a poem!
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I’ll give that some thought. 🙂 x
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Ah, to dance with daffodils,
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🙂
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Thank You for liking my Painting!!! Visit anytime !!! 🙂 *Cynthia
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Will do! 😀
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I’m so glad you have posted a Wordsworth’s poem. I love his simple style and allegory with nature. And reading him is so melodious to my heart.
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Mine, too, I wish for a tenth of his talent. He must have really labored over each line to make it so perfect.
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As to my memories, they always include some aspect of floral scenes and nature landscapes.
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My favorite ones do, too!
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What a lovely memory. Are those daffodils in your garden? Wherever they are, they are gorgeous.
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I saw them on a walk near my house, but no, not my garden. 🙂
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Flowers are nature’s poetry, especially after the grey winter. Lovely thoughts expressed in your poetry.
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Thanks!!
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right up there with my favorite poems…Daffodils by W.W.
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Mine, too! So joyful.
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Brenda, I’m curious – I’m new to blogging and I notice you have a copyright notice on the top of the page. Is that a recommended practice? Do you worry about your work being stolen. BTW I enjoyed the daffodils poem, I’ve always liked it since Bullwinkle recited it to Rocky the Flying Squirrel!
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I put my copyright on each page that loads rather than just on the about page, because that way my copyright is clear to anyone. No one can argue they did not know the work was copyrighted, since it is always on each page. I try hard not to violate copyright, and I hope others do the same. This way I make it easy for people to know when they would be violating copyright.
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beautiful and i love how certain memories stay with us forever )
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Yes, I know you must have some lovely memories. 🙂
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