Nothing More Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Not a student of Poetry,
more a student of life

The words fellbefore me,
stepping-stones of delight

Not a student of Verse,
but of musings inspired

My days withdrew inward,
the years stoked and fired

Not a student of prose,
but its lover the same

As words strung together,
and called out my name

Not a Poet or Novelist,
but a writer for sure

Verbal stepchild unnamed
—asking for nothing more

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September,2016)