The Hydra
Still holding onto yesterday,
tomorrow calls my name
The comfort of what time has blessed,
my life within its frame
Those two directions—front and back,
a hydra running loose
Do I embrace what’s in the past
—or what is yet to choose
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2019)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2019
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