A Triptych of Daffodils

The Poem

The Daffodils (I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud)

by William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A Poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

The Parody

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cv1L-8f2erg

 

The Possibility*

       JOY

Multicolored splendor
that’s just how my day has been
Confetti bits of happiness
round about me swirling

filled with

Dancing Bright Lights
of promise
Like spring after
a tedious winter–
a golden day filled
with pristine greens

The release of dark days
and the renewing
of earth’s
bounty

Liberating–
like the  spangle sparkle
of firecracker flickers punctuating
the night sky

Free–
grass blades shimmer emerald
tree leaves bud pink
robin song chuckle eloquent

Bright light points of promise
that dance out from the earth

tingling and jingling

into

smile

eyes

all in reach

catch that feeling

of delicious buoyant

bounce of new

and they, too

will become
Joyous like a chartreuse star

*from the collection The Dance of Color (an exploration of synesthesia)

Related articles

• Daffodils (lookinginward.net)
• Wordsworth’s happy loneliness (allninemuses.wordpress.com)