Shrinking Poem by Kim Barney

Kim Barney

Kim Barney

I was born in a bank - - my mother went there and made a deposit

Shrinking

I'm becoming less, as you can see.
Just what am I supposed to be?
I keep losing syllables.
If I don't stop shrinking
Then I am thinking
That pretty soon
There will be
Nothing
Left.

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This poem is a nonet. A nonet is a nine-line poem. It has nine syllables in the first line, eight in the second, etc. until only one syllable in the last line. It first place in Category 6 of the 2024 Poetry Society of Tennessee contest, and was published in Tennessee Voices Anthology,2024-2025, on page 66. (Nonet was the required form for this category.)
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Kim Barney

Kim Barney

I was born in a bank - - my mother went there and made a deposit
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