Destiny Marked

Kurt Philip Behm

The wandering Poet,

so wild—so free

 

With each mile walked,

a new reverie

 

Eight Muses to guide him,

his steps fall in line

 

Their prophecy calling,

their message sublime

 

The wandering Poet,

won’t stop till he’s done

 

All motion incessant,

all verse zero-sum

 

His trail can be seen,

by those willing to climb

 

Their destiny’s marked,

—their pasts left behind

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 30th, 2017 10:07
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • Kurt Philip Behm

    I love your poetic responses (and your writing).

    Thanks, Kat

    Kurt

  • Augustus

    In stead of breadcrumbs we'll follow the verses.

  • Louis Gibbs

    Well structured, intriguing poem, Kurt! Polished to a brilliance.



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