stretched by Richard Trotter The scorches from one gaze, stinging flesh pulled like a cord, the crumbling rope bridge of days seconds of blue magic stored, its lack of substance betrays imagined freedom so flawed. 03/10/2004 Author's Note: I know this is not very good, and when I read it back it feels like a string of unconnected images, but i posted it out of boredom. Posted on 03/10/2004 Copyright © 2026 Richard Trotter Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 03/10/04 at 10:27 AM well, for a "stretch", i think it is quite good... i find the images inviting and thought provoking... blessings... Posted by Stephanie Kent on 03/10/04 at 10:00 PM One can feel the words themselves burning... Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2026 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)