Dark Days to Glory

Dark Days to Glory

A Poem by ROXANE DORSEY

Horses grounds
riding piggy butt wiggly 
steep hills boulder will
kiss n twist 
gritty loiters
snicker doodle
oodle noodle
steeping grind
coffee time


napping crystals twinkle
con tent vinyl, ah what a sigh 
deep winnowing rest
frigid cool molds me
slew the stew
cross wood taking on
embers & acres December
Lipton Lenny 
sugary seconds
quench happiness
there's California
getty up, getty up.

© 2018 ROXANE DORSEY



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Added on January 10, 2018
Last Updated on January 10, 2018
Tags: dark, days, California, horse, hills

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ROXANE DORSEY
ROXANE DORSEY

baltimore, MD



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love poetry since it has been embedded in my mind deeply way back when I was 4 years old. A very good reader in pre-school. Nursery rhymes tuned me in even deeper. more..

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