I’m Building an Army of Daffodils (poem and pictures)

With great respect for Emily Dickinson

I’m Building an Army of Daffodils (with pictures as proof)

By Michelle Garren Flye

I’m building an army of daffodils.

It grows larger every day.

New recruits swell the ranks,

Bursting to take up the fight.

You’d think they’d be frightened,

But slender stems are strong,

And I’ve found them guarding

The most dark and unfriendly places.

Time and toil cannot dim golden rays.

Weather cannot bring them down.

I’m heartened by their constant grace,

Humbled by their passing allegiance.

National Poetry Month: Poem 12

Please keep in mind that these poems are written very much off-the-cuff, usually when I sit down at the computer to update this blog. So they’re very rough. Some of them aren’t very good. Some of them I’m not sure about. Maybe some of them will speak to some of you, maybe others won’t appeal to anyone. It’s a fun thing to try, though, writing a poem a day. I highly recommend it.

Poem 12

Pink Moon

By Michelle Garren Flye

 

When the moon turned pink,

The flowers bloomed and you said you loved me.

But there’s no such thing as a pink moon

And that makes love extraordinary.

 

Moonlight doesn’t change colors.

Nature is what makes the flowers bloom.

Everyone knows the moon is green

…Except when it’s blue.