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On days when there are no poems to be found
When I drudge the depths of the murk 
I think of Jonquils.

I get stuck on those pesky flowers
And the mental image of tiny yellow and white daffodils.
I ask myself for a poem but
From somewhere else
The whisper comes:

Poems must be about Jonquils.
You can’t have a poem without Jonquils.

I need to write about
speak about 
sing about
write some more about


So, as a poet who has learned from other poets, I research.

Narcissus jonquilla:

A native of Spain and Portugal.
Grows in open spaces and forests and at the edges of lawns
Like little poems
that push their way up through the late spring snow

Vast white sheets spread for acres
On my desk top.
I stare at them and wait for a poem to happen.
From the corner of a page
A yellow tipped bud appears—

And nothing else.



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  1. Date: 4/9/2014 10:28:00 AM

    How I enjoyed your poem about one of my favorite flowers..reminds me of a favorite poem "The Daffodils" by Wordsworth.. BG
  1. Date: 4/9/2014 9:09:00 AM

    maybe you have writer's block but this is actually really pretty lol