Bleed Poetry1Bleed Poetry by Rod C. Stryker 

 I verse

  to stroke my

  rage and

  feed the


   again and again.


  I verse

   to cage my God

     and the angels

     in hopes of


  some peace, a heaven.


  I verse

    for pity and pain,

to bleed


in joyous chants

    and sacrifice.


  I verse

     in desires and desperation

to gain,

     to touch, to live

  for, with, in you.


Verse, I.



Rod C. Stryker

This poem was published in my book, Exploits of a Sun Poet. I’ve also included my spoken word version of this piece from my album also called Exploits of a Sun Poet. Hope you like it.


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