[New-Poetry] forget it

[Anny Ballardini]

Is this yours? It gives the idea of a Burden, the title is appropriate. It 
digs down to the very essence of a depressive state by which complete 
isolation stands as the only solution.

From: "TheOldMole" <tad at opus40.org>


> Here's another, kind of on the same theme.
>
> Burden
>
>
> Nouns were the first to slip away.
> Was it because they were easier to forget,
> or the most dispensable?
>
> Funerals back then were milling
> with nouns whose names he'd forgotten,
> if he'd ever met them.
>
> Evidently, somewhere out there
> a swarm of improper nouns
> had prospered and multiplied.
>
> Odd nouns came knocking every day
> looking for work, till the old bard
> left off answering the door.
>
> Verbs were beasts of another persuasion.
> For a while some stayed behind,
> pacing the halls or curled on the living room sofa.
>
> But they had to be fed. Some nights
> they sank their claws in his thigh
> when they were hungry.
>
> As the last syllable crept away,
> he felt a peculiar lightness,
> like the wisp that rises,
>
> from a smoldering wick—
> as if words were the burden
> he'd been bearing, all his life.
>