In the middle of the stream
there rests an island
Where hopes and wishes dock
just out of reach
At the end of every dream
my souls asylum
Each memory harbored safe
—along its beach
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2018)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: December 22nd, 2018 10:37
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
Comments7
Kurt,
• “My Souls Asylum”
Most relatable and...
Exquisite!
~Laura~
I'm glad you liked it, thanks!
Yes!
My aunt and I were having a conversation yesterday relatable to your poem’s theme.
Everyone needs that one 'special place.' Your Aunt's lucky
to have you.
Yes we do my friend!
Thank you! 🤗
pinned to the page
a proper poem and true
deserves to be read.... N
Thanks Neville. I'm humbly honored.
Kurt
my pleasure
An excellent read focusing on your memories that have been tucked away in that special place. Thanks for posting and Merry Christmas to you and your family.
Thanks Tamara—very kind. The Merriest of Christmases to you
and yours.
Kurt
Enjoy a wonderful year ahead.
A familiar spot Kurt. Beautifully written.
Merry Christmas.
Thanks Deb—we all need one. Merry Christmas
to you.
Kurt
Absolutely love this. Fantastically understandable.
Thanks Jaynie, much appreciated.
Happy Holidays!
Kurt
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