Today’s Daily Prompt was –
Are you comfortable in front of people, or does the idea of public speaking make you want to hide in the bathroom? Why?
Photographers, artists, poets: show us PUBLIC.
Willie Wednesday Goes Public.
It’s Willie Wednesday folks – again!
Well, If you have to go all public-speaking like on me,
on Wille Wednesday,
the only way to do it and impress them properly,
with the most romantic Willie in English Literature: Willie Wordsworth.
This Willie will knock ’em bandy.
He does exactly what it says on the Tintern Abbey. Ho. Ho. Ho.
That’ll definitely put the willies up ’em, Ladies and Gentlemen.
Now go in peace and
be not afraid to speak out loud in public
Here’s one of his old chestnuts.
Flower Power does it again.
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 waves in glee:
A poet could not but be 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.