Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

My Crutch

I’ve written now a thousand Poems,
  in search of just that one

Each word to slay the demon time,
  each phrase my soul undone

I’ve come so close a hundred nights,
 to see but not to touch

Then left to limp between the lines,
 —their failure now my crutch

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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Jeanie Bennett March 1, 2017 at 7:52 PM I like it Kurt !!

Charlie Smith March 1, 2017 at 12:09 PM We all limp down that same path Kurt, well done...