The heartache gone,
but still remembered
Its pain
—the shadow of my soul
(Dreamsleep: October 10/25/2019)
Beck & Call
Is your greatness unendorsed
by godly symbols old and new
Is your strength contained and held within,
as broth begets the stew
Is your message clear with no defense,
either martial or sublime
With freedom at your beck and call
—all stricture cast aside
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2019)
To Borrow
Answering with phrases loaned…
a paradox recalled
The choices, nouns and pronouns,
all verbs to rise or fall
Old questions freed, all doubt besieged,
defined and then dethroned
The power in each chosen word,
to borrow—not to own
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2019)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: October 25th, 2019 10:45
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
Comments1
Kurt,
Powerful words my friend!
Thank you for sharing.
~Laura~
My pleasure.
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