My leaves fall distant from her tree
and flee along the ground
Stripping bare a summer tryst
old promises unbound
Set to ride the Autumn wind
like all those times before
New forests call, as Spring awaits
—my love to loan once more
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments4
Beautifully written 🙂
Thanks so much!
Kurt,
Upon reading this metaphorically astounding poem, I can find myself intricately woven throughout the penned words of your poetry...
Especially within...
“New forests call, as Spring awaits
—my love to loan once more”
~Laura~
A young man's wistful dalliance...
🙂
Yes, indeed!😉
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