My Body Lightly Rhyming on a Bad Day

By Stranger

My hand holds a word
And the word is unspoken
My heart hides a stone
And the stone is a token

My stomach grows tight
Like my throat that is choking
My eyes: wicks of candles
Blown out, amber and smoking

My back is a burden
Red, hot and swollen
My mouth speaks this poem
But the words are thus stolen

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Copyright 2003 Stranger
Published on Thursday, June 19, 2003.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: If this is bad, I'd love to see a good day.

  • Mistress Morbid On Thursday, March 4, 2004, Mistress Morbid (405)By person wrote:

    You rhyme just as well, but Its a struggle sometimes to find the right words. Still amazed =)

  • A former member wrote: I love this! Great job! The rhythm makes it flow like wine. ^aura^

  • Jonas On Monday, July 21, 2003, Jonas (720)By person wrote:

    little twist, little bliss, little touch of reality rhythmically rhyming on a long long day

  • TropicalSnowstorm On Monday, June 23, 2003, TropicalSnowstorm (1703)By person wrote:

    Nice piece! The first stanza is especially well-worded! Ciao, T/S Scholar

  • GothicBlack On Friday, June 20, 2003, GothicBlack (186)By person wrote:

    I dont know what the hell your talking about, this couldn't have been a "bad day" for your created sucha wonderful write.... ~gothic~

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