Friday, January 25, 2008

A POEM - THE PAIN OF FORGET

THE PAIN OF FORGET
I’d say that more often than not
I’m writing away in my head
Big, important words
Swollen with the truth.
But the problem is that writing
These words in my head
Is like writing them on a waterfall,
Committing them to immediate dissolution,
And there is nothing more frustrating,
Than sitting down to work
And looking bleakly onto a blank page,
Frowning and sighing, saying out loud,
“now just what the hell was that,
That poem I was thinking about before?”

1 comment:

Ben said...

I'm greatly enjoying reading all of these... I particularly appreciate this poem... Oh, the waterfall...