Happy endings,
the folly of youth
The aged
alone to portend
Distance a comfort,
expiration afar
Reality
mostly pretend
Death as a concept,
corpse underground
As different as night
is to day
Two ends of the spectrum,
inextricably linked
By time
—ever holding its sway
(Rosemont College: October, 2020)
Account Cleared
The funding of wisdom,
bankrolling death
Thoughts to withdraw
from a ledger unspent
Refinancing life,
true folly indeed
With memory cashed in
—eternity free
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2020)
-
Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
Offline) - Published: October 9th, 2020 09:53
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 26
Offline)
Comments2
Always excellent and enjoyable.
Thanks again, Trenz.
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.