Alternative Voicing: Catcher In The Daffodils

If you really want to hear about it,
the first thing you’ll probably want to know

is what I was doing standing there like an idiot

by Professor Poetry Hound Click to read full poem

Comments (12)

Poetic 'dexterity' and wit … is felt beat pleasantly to read …
holy shit, this cracked me up. i know you've been scarce lately, but do we need to worry about you retreating into the woods? Jake
Thank goodness you didn't see Tintern Abbey. Bunch of rocks, etc.! ! ! Loved this poem.
Maybe you like flowers. (ha ha) just teasing. Nice poem. Take care.
I dont know why I like this but it made me Guffaw! ! ! ! ! ! .Anyone who has been to Ambleside Youth Hostel and consumed a few strong ales has woken up in a field very early in the morning to that experience. All the best. Sid John.
I like the casual manner of this piece Prof. You set up a good framework for it and the form seems to contradict the content. Somehow this doesn't feel as if it has 'AUTBIOGRAPHY' written on it. The title is a great pun.
Catcher in the Rye? Fields of Gold? I could only guess how profound this poem might be.
I knew you could do it! avr
Dear Prof....Yes indeed...what the heck were you doing writing about a bunch of 'bleep' daffodils in the first place? ? ? Cute poem Hugs, Dee
A rye poem if a touch narcissistic...
Dear Prof. Poetry Hound, Subtle gifts of beauty do touch base with our communion with our God especially when that veil is thick... Amazingly and with great thanks, those gifts of light appear when our hearts' most unintelligible shadows predominate over our entire being: -) Blessings to you and for your dear family ~ Debora
A host of images here, Prof, and a message to us of how you're feeling. You make a otherwise serene scene all your own - we see a glimpse into you and lose interest in the flowers. Sending cyberhugs and lover, t xxxx