The Water Now Ice
Am I a spinner of Poetry,
or a weaver of Prose
A seeker of truth,
or a deceiver of both
Is the verse now in conflict,
with the twice written line
Do the feelings transfer,
is their likeness in kind
Do I always remember,
which prayer I must pray
Does the magic get lost,
when the wheat’s in the hay
Am I able to say once,
what I need to say twice
To explain what I’m feeling,
—is the water now ice
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2017
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