Monthly Archives: March 2011

Instapoem 23.03.11 – Toddler

So, I was over at Instapoem yesterday, trying to write a poem in 5 minutes using the prompt for the previous day ‘box.’ 15 minutes later the page was still blank.

So, I thought I’d have a go today, using yesterday’s prompt ‘toddler.’ This was much more successful.

I have no idea why I started using the prompt from the previous day, I think I had my dates mixed up. Anyway, here’s my ‘toddler’ piece.


Daffodils poke their heads through the undergrowth
Like an eager toddler, each turns hungrily towards the sun
Sated, they begin their thankful dance
Spring has sprung.

If you like the idea of instapoem poetry prompts, you might like to follow Debbie Ohi (@inkyelbows) on twitter for more great ideas, writing and illustrations.

Whose words sum up your spring?

Last February, inspired by Edinburgh’s ‘Carry a poem’ reading campaign, I wrote about  William Blake’s ‘Augeries of Innocence’, a poem I ‘carry’ with me and find soothing and inspiring.

Today, as the weather starts to become milder and I finally feel like we’re entering spring, another poem came to mind – Wordsworth’s ‘Daffodils.’ This is also a poem I have carried with me for some time, which always comes to mind at this time of year. Whenever I hear or see it I think of clear blue skies and lush green fields, and imagine myself walking over a hill to be greeted by Wordsworth’s dancing daffodils, their golden faces smiling towards me. Just thinking about it now brings a smile to my face.

So, I thought I would simply share this with you today and hope it takes you to that happy place it takes me to:

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 leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but 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.

Many thanks to John Johnston for letting me use this lovely photograph of Daffodils after the rain from his garden in the spring.

What poems do you think of at this time of year, and where do they take you to..?

Cash prize on offer for spoken word TV idea

Please note that this post is now closed to comments. Thank you to everyone who submitted an idea.

Interested in wining some cash (up to £500)?

If you have an original idea for a TV programme around spoken word, you could be in with a chance of winning a cash prize!

I’m looking for fresh new ideas for a programme (could be part of a series) about spoken word. If you have any interesting suggestions on this, please post something in the comments below and if it looks like something that could work, I will get in touch by email to explore further and let you have any more details.

Speaking of spoken word, I have been thinking about my next post and it may well be a video blog… Watch this space.

Never explain, never apologise

When I started this blog, my intention was to post at least every week, and although I never stated this I did pretty much manage it (apart from the odd digital sabbatical). At the same time, a friend who knows way more about these things than I, said that one of the ‘rules’ of blogging, was that one should never explain, and definitely never apologise of any periods of inactivity.

So, this is me not explaining why I haven’t posted anything for a month, and not apologising for leaving you, dear readers, with no interesting content. There’s no good reason for it – I have been on maternity leave since the end of February, and completing some coursework but not so busy that I couldn’t have at least said ‘hello.’ My only excuse is that with just three weeks to go til my due date, I find it hard to focus on one thing for any length of time and didn’t want to bore you with what’s been in my head…  But who am I to assume what’s in my head is boring to you?

So, until the baby arrives, at which point I imagine I will go AWOL again for some time, I will try to post at least once or twice, and let you be the judge of whether it’s worth dropping by and reading.

So… er, this is me – not explaining or apologising. Because those are the RULES.