March 2025 SOLC–Day 10
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Yesterday’s purchase brings this morning’s pleasure and a spontaneous acrostic poem.
Dancing daffodils greeted Wordsworth
all at once along a bay,
fluttering sprightly in the breeze, in
feisty, dancing waves.
On my own table a host of
daffodils blooms in merry profusion, an
illusion of spring, their
luminosity such a generous gift, as
snow falls lightly outside
©Molly Hogan
Nix the comfort zone 
They are beautiful but also reminders of the promise of spring and gentle harbingers of sunshine on what is for so many of us, a dark, day-light-savings kind of morning. I would have purchased them yesterday if they had crossed my path knowing this morning would be dark and hard (even if not snowing).
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They always make me smile, and were definitely a bright spot in my day. Hope yours wasn’t as hard as you thought it might be!
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I like that illusion. We have tulips on our counter…imports from Canada!! I’m glad we don’t have the light snow. I’m ready for spring.
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I love that you actually know where your tulips are from! Now I’m feeling lamentably incurious and wishing I’d thought to check where my daffodils originated.
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I love the vase, as though the flowers in it are a calming force. My favorite line is “feisty, dancing waves.” Flowers are a gift of spring. We have fields full of wildflowers now.
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It’s my favorite vase. And guess what?! It was a bargain from…Reny’s! Also, I’m yearning to see fields of wildflowers. Enjoy!
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Beautiful – that last line captures the late winter/pre spring tug! Might just have to pick some up on my way home today! Thanks for sharing!
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I actually picked up two bunches 🙂
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That vase is perfect for the daffys! And it’s a good thing you told me your poem was an acrostic because it reads so naturally you wouldn’t be able to tell otherwise!!
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Isn’t that vase the best!? When combined with daffodils, it is double smile-inducing!
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You nailed the ending. “an
illusion of spring, their
luminosity such a generous gift, as
snow falls lightly outside.”
the illusion of spring hints at the falling snow. Well done!
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Thanks, Dan! I was surprised to see a light snow falling in the very dim light this morning. The daffodils were a welcome antidote.
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Great poem! Can’t wait for the daffodils to actually bloom! By this time last year they were!
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I’m not sure where you are, but here in Maine, we’ve had a much colder winter. No matter what the weather is anymore, it tends to make me worry…
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Daffodils are inspiration for poetry, especially when snow is still falling!
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They are! I was thankful we only got a dusting of snow.
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Those daffodils sure are feisty. I just got back from North Carolina where I saw my first daffodils in the ground! Yay!
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Feisty is a great word, isn’t it!?
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The way you play with words…it’s genius! I had to read your poem over, and out loud. Your lines DANCE: “fluttering sprightly,” “merry profusion, an / illusion of spring,” “luminosity.”
I’ll be thinking about this acrostic a while. Thanks for this beautiful imagery. It suits your daffodils perfectly. =)
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Thanks! The daffodils are still going strong, brightening my days!
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