Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

Truant Verse

Finding fault
with a vagrant poem,
its message left unclear

Falling short,
while aiming long,
to harken every ear

What’s left unsaid,
an unmade bed,
the sheets pulled down and bare

The words still truant,
their search goes on
—whose message all to share

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2020)

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