Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

Jailer To This Dream

A prisoner of my poetry,
  a captive of this chair

The air I breathe connects me fast,
  this corner now my lair

I take my meals here sitting,
  my sleep in naps between

The written and the spoken word,
 —both jailer to this dream

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

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Richard Nnoli November 30, 2016 at 9:40 AM It take the inner pain to let the hearts speaks! Above all you belong where your heart belong! Poetry is a jailer to every poet! Richard Nnoli