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 Horacian 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 allow

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

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Gary Bateman November 16, 2016 at 8:36 AM Hello Kurt, I dropped by to take a pick at your latest selection here. I really like your "Rhyme" here -- very well done!! (I've written in many different poetic formats, but I tend to have a big soft spot for rhyme and metered verse as well, among others. A SEVEN!! Absolutely!! Cheers and Best, Gary