Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

With Words Untold

I always felt
  when it was time to die

The Muse would know
  before you or I

The hours borrowed,
  the moments loaned

Return to feelings
 and verse unflown 

With eyes never clearer,
  or heart so bold

I make my exit
  —with words untold

(Schuylkill Expressway: February, 2016)

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Charlie Smith June 3, 2018 at 12:59 PM We must try not to do just that, good work Kurt...

Paris-Maree Boreham June 3, 2018 at 12:50 PM Interesting read, Thanks for sharing :)