I love daisies. They seem unpretentious flowers to me. I also love how the name for the daisy comes from the term "day's eye." That is what gave me the idea for the following acrostic.
Day’s eye, wide
Awake, standing
In a meadow
Staring at the sky—its bright
Yellow face turned toward the sun.
Day’s eye, wide
Awake, standing
In a meadow
Staring at the sky—its bright
Yellow face turned toward the sun.
Photograph by Ian Britton
4 comments:
This is such a sweet and simple poem. I love it!
nancyecdavis AT bellsouth DOT net
First daffodils, now daisies. Loving your flower poems!
Beth
befus(dot)beth(at)gmail(dot)com
I love this, Elaine. The simple words make a beautiful picture--great reflection of daisies!
I love acrostics. Nice.
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