Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

When the Fates Allow

I don’t write sonnets,
  or limerick verse

I don’t write haiku,
  though often terse

I don’t write ballads,
  or Horatian odes

I don’t write parables,
  to self-implode

But I do write in rhythm,
  and often in rhyme

With meaning that’s buried,
  and metered in time

All verbal indenture,
  I must disavow

For the meaning to rise
  —when the fates do allow

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

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Vicki Acquah June 14, 2019 at 8:29 PM AWE INSPIRING Kurt Philip Behm June 14, 2019 at 8:40 PM Thanks, Vicki. Very kind. Kurt

Arturo Michael June 14, 2019 at 2:07 PM NICE Kurt Philip Behm June 14, 2019 at 2:38 PM Thanks again, Arturo