snow blind

daffodils - snow blind poem
photoart & poem – ©2018 Laura Granby

The daffodils are blind this year
– so far not a single, swell-headed narcissus in view
no sunnily smug and easy pickings for the gardener
searching out the first gold glimmer this side of October
wintry blasts have stolen a March on them all
laying the profuse green spears flat as nine pins

Once deprived of sight
they’ll never see another Spring
consigned to compost and ashes
but there are others to resurrect in the spirit of Easter
late Jonquils that flower when the earth is warm enough for weeds
regardless of the moveable feast

A poem of hope after dark despairing days of family illness – and a flowery one for the Imaginary Garden’s Tuesday Platform

With many thanks to Sherry for all her efforts in featuring this blog at Poets United