Danny Earl Simmons \ Winter 2015
Tiny and tired, nestled against my chest,
you cried in stubborn harmony
to my Hush Little Baby.
If that diamond ring turns brass
Bounce-walking to the kitchen window,
I could see the unmowed lawn;
quietly you’d squirm.
Daddy gonna buy you a looking glass
In the hallway, I’d hum Twinkle, Twinkle,
Little Star; the buzz from my chest
steadied your breaths.
Up above the world so high
Meandering past the master bedroom,
we could see her sleeping,
Like a diamond in the sky
In the nursery, beside your crib, I'd coo
The Rainbow Song, home-made
and sung early.
I wish to climb you and slide so far away.
Rainbow, Rainbow, makes a happy day.
This is all my fault.
Danny Earl Simmons is an Oregonian and a proud graduate of Corvallis High School. He is a friend
of the Linn-Benton Community College Poetry Club and enjoys community theater. His poems have appeared in a variety of journals such as The Pedestal Magazine, Little Patuxent Review, IthacaLit,
San Pedro River Review, and Off the Coast where he now assists as a member of the editorial staff.