Some WaterA Poem by ROXANE DORSEY
drip, drip, drips goes the kitchen faucet
loud flow tap water down the drain micro mini deposits ride to it's watery depth running water for gulps of thrust thirst I'll drown it's wet flow invisible taste clear liquid of coldness ice cubes one, two, three and one more tops my cup of mixed cubs and liquid h20 quickly quench the hotness within, cool. © 2017 ROXANE DORSEY |
StatsAuthorROXANE DORSEYbaltimore, MDAboutlove 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..Writing
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