Asphodel
hear them yell
A truly feminine
Venutian soul
element water
fertility strength
They now go to any length
They dance and sound their trumpets
impassioned, by the light from high
bold as brass
So so outspoken
the candour of the painted sky
sunlit branches
glowing pigments
miniature daffs too hit the scene
they laid low
in frozen soil
but have kicked their heels
and begun to grow.
Such vibrancy
duffy down dilly
the daffodil
it seeks and finds
the musical repose on offer
as February now unwinds.