| NAMELESS MOMENTS By Harold Barnes NAMELESS MOMENTS This poem Is s proxy A placeholder For every lapse In my memory It represents The fullness of My life A sum of all The nameless moments That shaped me The underside Of the coin The greater of Two evils PARANOID I fear these words Have already been Read By an unseen eye That the secret To my Soul Is detailed in plain To some nefarious Observer My future is frozen in The pages of an ancient Tome Rotting in the bookcase Of a higher power A greater being is Bored of my ideas Before they inspire me He summarizes my work Whilst I formulate it New beginnings are Simultaneously tired Endings THRESHOLD I feel Sufficiently Desperate To write this poem The ink will Not flow If the pain Is inadequate The pressure On my heart Must be oceanic To breech The dam And unleash my passion The entropy In my mind Must surpass A stratospheric Threshold It is no easy task But i feel Desperate Confused And hysterical Enough To warrant these Words and Epitomize my Misery DEVIL SOLD HIS SOUL The Devil sold his soul To me For no more than my Sympathy A place to rest His heavy head And send his worries Off to bed He merely wants To chew my ear Tell me the things That he most fears To open up his Weary heart And watch his woes Quickly depart I took his offer Without stint Tucked his spirit In pocket lint Kissed him on his Wrinkled brow And for receipt Gave him my vow THE IDIOT One thing remains Constant In my fluid Existence That I never Miss an opportunity To be foolish Humiliation is attached To me A heavy shadow An unwelcome appendage Yet i embrace my Status Whole heartedly I fill my niche Molding perfectly to its Contours Absorbing the knowledge It avails me Forever learning New and inventive ways To remain an Idiot |
 About the Author:Harold Barnes was born in Jersey City and is currently a substitute Paraprofessional for the New York City Department Of Education. He briefly attended the University of Notre Dame, majoring in Physics, then English, but he never graduated. Nowadays he writes and reads avidly, works, and takes care of his ailing mother with his sister. |