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munkinhead
07-19-2011, 01:44 AM
Dogwood blossoms
cling to the landscape
with an uneasy grip.

Sisters, married to
a twisting branch,
dream butterfly dreams.

Mimics of pink light,
an armful of wings
await the rapture.

hillwalker
07-19-2011, 05:29 AM
There's something very elusive about this poem that keeps me coming back to it. Some memorable lines.

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everyadventure
07-19-2011, 02:17 PM
A beautiful little ode.

Delta40
07-19-2011, 04:47 PM
Your poems always resonate well with me. I'm not sure about dream butterfly dreams. It did not quite flow with the rest of this touching piece IMHO.