A Spring Encounter. Poem by Fay Slimm

A Spring Encounter.

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I saw today a few brave daffodils,
Faces down toward the sodden grassy
Woodland patch, . I gently lifted up still
Youthful bloom and gazed within. Fantastic
Early blaze of Spring looked back. Meeting
Both my awestruck eyes and soul, it's plea bid
Me enter deep into this flowers' greeting.

Yellows, conjured from the winters' soil undid
Their secret opulence and shone, lighting
Up surrounding gloom with brightest glowing
Song of something new. Bursting so they might
Transform the day of any who felt low.

I shall take a later walk, to the sea
Of yellow soon to blossom there for me.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Andrew mark Wilkinson 26 January 2009

I wish it where on it's way Fay, daffodils in January hey... Andy 10

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Ron Flowers 26 January 2009

I really loved this one, Faye. Ron

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Sid John Gardner. 26 January 2009

Wonderfully captured. A bright golden promise as winters swings to spring...at last. Sid

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beautiful imagery. reminder me of the flower garden I kept in my home country. beautiful

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Scott Austin 27 January 2009

What a wonderful picture you have painted with your words you have penned, thank you for sharing this piece with us….smiles Scott

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Georgia Girl 22 September 2009

This is very nice, I can just see the daffodils on a sunny spring day, beautiful Fay..10

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Herbert Nehrlich1 02 February 2009

Would you kiss one of the daffodils and send it to me please. What a treasure he has in you. Wow. H

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Sameer Ahmed 31 January 2009

A poem enriched with praising emotions of natural scenic.........The title is very beautiful too and while reading one can really imagine the spring season with flowers blooming all around with their concentric smiles............10/10 Best Regards Sameer

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Bob Gibson 28 January 2009

A lone daffowdill not yet unfurled its yellow bud closed to to the world topped by a crown of snow the promice of spring, not long to go! lovely poem Fay, tell me about the bluebells in the woods when they come out, such a beautiful sight regards Bob

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Bob Gibson 28 January 2009

A lone daffowdill not yet unfurled its yellow bud closed to to the world topped by a crown of snow the promice of spring, not long to go! lovely poem Fay, tell me about the bluebells in the woods when they come out, such a beautiful sight regards Bob

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Fay Slimm

Fay Slimm

in Cornwall U.K.
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