Dorsey Baker


Love Mask Its Morning Face - Poem by Dorsey Baker

Love becomes deeper than its deepness
Its morning sun
Wide awake
Its beauty sleepless
It holds
A high standard
When challenged
It bravely speaks
Its spoken mind
Has no
Fainting spells
Its change of season
And misty rain
Comes swinging
Its baseball bat.


Comments about Love Mask Its Morning Face by Dorsey Baker

  • Gold Star - 36,574 Points Gajanan Mishra (3/18/2013 8:11:00 PM)

    deeper and deeper love. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 18, 2013



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