gordon nosworthy


Mr.Chorus - Poem by gordon nosworthy

…slapped
out from two dripping
slabs
of cheek)

mr.Chorus
first found fear in A
, (came like a fly
, just buzzing,
stuck like glue)
it hurt
only a little.

then B(an innocuous
other brother)
happened along,
found no resistance,
joined A (1+1
make if it hurts only when touching
a nerve only
a larger 1) &
AB jumped.
mr.Chorus
hardly felt
a thing.

not long in life
of A&B
the strife of C
(enticed
quite easily,
(actually attracted)
entered
the lengthening line
natural as a chorus girl)
did combine
&confront
the withering style
of poor, bewildered
mr.Chorus.

A was a shame
, C a clog,
B was a stutter
&D (when it arrived)
a dog.

years went by
similarly.
fears combined
endlessly
&creatively.
ABCDEFGH etc.
(or was it ABFGD etc.?)

&oh, there was something
shimmering out there;
&oh, there is a threat
lurking out there
&oh, there is a soup
drinking me out there:

“….it has been reported that the fears
held their meanings
like really sharp little thorns
inside poor mr.Chorus’ head,
danced blurrily
in&out of widened eyes
till mr.Chorus (this poor
unanimous defeat) took
safety to bed,
pulled the blanket over his head,
was followed (of
course) without chance
of escape or surcease, &soon
was not quite dead
but close, with an alphabet
of harmless little letters
singing
everywhere in his head.”

poor
mr.Chorus.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 15, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 18, 2014


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