Performance Poems

My Photo: Middleton Woods, Ilkley

Weather/Seasons Ode to the Daffodils

Ladies dressed in gowns of blue,

You've slept the winter season through.

       Wake and take your pride of place

       As maids of honour, maids of grace.

 

          Ladies of the glades, arise

          And wipe the sleep dust from your eyes.

 

Spring, the bride, in gay array,

Rejoices with the buds in May.

      Slender fingers of the sun

      Through bright green leaves - new life’s begun!

   

          Ladies of the glades, arise

          And wipe the sleep dust from your eyes.

 

The tinkle of your tiny bells

Resounding softly in the dells -

     Lift your heads, please don’t be shy.

     Heed not the wind.  It’s very sly.

 

          Ladies of the glades, arise

         And wipe the sleep dust from your eyes.

 

Maidens, with your rich, blue hue,

Replenish woodlands and renew

     Winter's carpet of golden leaves

     And nod your heads beneath the trees.

 

          Ladies of the glades, arise

          Look heavenward up to May's blue skies.

 

 

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ODE TO THE BLUEBELLS

(Ballad)

JOSIE'S POEMS

Yorkshire Poems Secondary Schools Bluebells

ODE TO THE BLUEBELLS

By Josie Whitehead

My Photograph:  Middleton Woods, Ilkley, near my home