Monday, May 16, 2011

when the butternut sings

when you have wings
and the butternut sings
fly high,
  and wide
and then
dip 
into the creaking reach 
of this old one's tide

© 2011 Danielle Gugler 
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3 comments:

  1. Ontario WandererMay 20, 2011 at 5:57 AM

    Nice!

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  2. helenMay 10, 2012 at 7:22 AM

    I love this....the poem and the image.

    Are you Dean's daughter??? :~))))

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  3. DanielleMay 10, 2012 at 8:11 AM

    Hi Helen
    Thank you! And yes, I am Dean's daughter. And proud of it!

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