Ruth Walters


This Thing Of Darkness - Poem by Ruth Walters

This thing of darkness
is his huge black mole.
It has little hairs
like spider's legs
and sit upon his bottom
where he cannot spy it
though he proudly acknowledges
that it belongs to him.
It has been seen by all his lovers,
so it's hardly undiscovered.
It's a landmark so imposing
and I'd take a cheeky guess
some day the nasty zit will ooze
and die a timely death.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

No bottoms were exposed during the writing of the rhyme but
one poet stooped to a seriously low level

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  • (9/1/2012 6:08:00 PM)


    The body and it's inequities of protuberances and blemishes which remind us of our aging imperfection or one day mysteriously vanishing. It may to some seem poetic treason butt to others, undiscovered riches of material from the nether region. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 24, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 6, 2013


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