History Daffodils Poems

Upon approaching advent of an early spring 2024
(alternately titled  GENESIS RESPLENDENT)

No matter the calendrical/official onset of vernal equinox takes places Tuesday, Mar 19, 2024...

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 Love is always a majestic,
             long-lived, long-suffering
     ...

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An island so captivating
I hear it calling me
Lady sea embraces her land
Where daffodils grow by the sea

Winding roads ,stone buildings
History and charm are aplenty
An island...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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With the venom
I've been dyed with
I become a stranger
Even to myself
Having lived too long
In a world of stones
The gentle spirit
That used to breathe
Inside me with...

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You ask to know my history
What part of me is best
What were these medals given for
All worn upon my breast.

This one is for bravery
This one...

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highways change wild hills
March wildflowers burst out first --
Homes show tulips, jonquils
©A. Deo, 04042017...

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Living bright yellow, 
Daffodils spring to action, 
State 
Expression must.

Not auctioned but free, 
They give themselves to us all, 
State
The causation. 

Natural, from earth,
Grown and...

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(Inspired by the film: 'The Fall of the Roman Empire')

She was with him

   in the great gore of battle....

Where skulls legion were cracked

...

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A chimney on a low rise standing sentinel 
On the loosely scattered outskirts of town.
A reminder of an old house built by hand, 
The home...

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A friend once told me flowers are the smiles from God above.
Put together with the sweetest parts of all his love.
She said he made each...

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fields of bold daffodil bells
ring in the Chinese New Year
wealth and prosperity spread
from wild, yellow blooms

bright bells of distinction sway 
a sweet fragrance on the...

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Oh how alive I feel!
Now spring has come again.
The familiar sun,
My old friend.
Come at last,
Warming my face
As I walk from place to place.

High up in...

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How deeply Ameinias loved you
The beauty that your face adorned.
The adoration you thought your due
The love of youth you lightly scorned.

As consolation a sword you...

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Gently sloping emerald hills, 
Old, gray fences brightened by daffodils,
Majestic trees ready to burst into bloom,
Strangers smiling and waving at me.
That’s my Kentucky.

Gleaming horses peacefully...

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