The Prisoner of Time
Does your structure inhibit
the meaning
Does a smile work to cover your
pain
Does today mean much less
than tomorrow
Are your messages forever
the same
Do you write before feelings
have woken
The letters pretty, in cursive
review
When your words leave the pulpit,
unspoken
Do you retreat to the very
last pew
Is there refuge as darkness
encroaches
Locking windows where the sun
used to shine
Is your format now holding
you captive
And a victim,
—the prisoner of time
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2017
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment