St David's Day in Wales

(the first day of March)


Am I as lonely as that cloud?
I kneel this early time of day.
The traffic’s quite thin now, not loud,
while I am crouching, seem to pray!
St David’s Day is here, with chills.
That cloud looks down on Wales and hills.

I’m kneeling down upon this grass
to pluck the yellow one to pin
on my lapel now; no feet pass.
I’m brooding here on Wordsworth’s spin
on words that conjure on this hill
my single golden daffodil.

(1 Mar 2024)
(William Wordsworth, English poet, 1770-1850: “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud”, in which he saw a "host of golden daffodils"; this is the same pattern and rhyme scheme)
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Meadows Avatar
March 16, 2024 at 4:56 AM
A lovely poem. Well done.
John Avatar
April 4, 2024 at 9:08 AM
Thank you so much, Jeanette.
Rodgers Avatar
March 1, 2024 at 5:21 AM
Dear Andrew, your poem captures the essence of St. David's Day in Wales with elegance and grace. The solitary cloud's imagery and the morning's quietness paint a serene picture. Your reflection on Wordsworth's "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud" adds depth to the poem, creating a sense of connection with nature and tradition. This is a beautifully crafted piece. - Blessings, Daniel
John Avatar
March 2, 2024 at 2:10 AM
Thank you, D. I nicked two small daffodils the other day (well, from some waste ground, so okay!) and wear one at the moment (St D's yesterday, but we have a Saturday parade here in Carmarthen today; I'll be going to see it.
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