My Emptiness Whole Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

My Emptiness Whole



Late into the night,
the characters become real

And the words that I've written
cement and congeal

Late into the night,
they take over my soul

My reality transformed,
—my emptiness whole

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September,2016)

Friday, September 2, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: reality
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Savita Tyagi 02 September 2016

Very nice. Creates a strong pull to resonate with truth. Thanks for sharing.

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Paul Brookes 02 September 2016

I love the vastness of this theempty spaces not filled the lonliness

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