There’s nothing less,
there’s nothing more
As time repeats…
—once evermore
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)
Beginning Again
How quiet are the closing moments
of Winter
Its final lingering shadow
passing over your soul
Days lengthening into night
beyond all protest
What ended in shades of red and brown
—beginning again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: March 13th, 2019 12:56
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
Comments2
Kurt,
Loved them both...
but I must say that I’m partial to the first one!
~Laura~
Thanks Laura, me too.
Kurt
Winter is symbolic in my eyes with many things. Seeing it used in poetry is always a pleasure. Seems to me that the essence of time is of great importance, and how right that is. Good read Kurt.
Thanks again, Nicholas
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