Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

My Will On Fire

Each time when it almost mattered,
  it mattered not that much

Old feeling’s hijacked and held for ransom
  memories cold and stuck

But the day when it really mattered,
  my heart was set on fire

My will unfrozen and left to sear
   —in a burning hot desire

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart January 14, 2019 at 9:25 AM This is fantastic. A fave :) Kurt Philip Behm January 14, 2019 at 1:38 PM Thanks Maureen, very kind of you. Kurt