Awaiting Your Call Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Awaiting Your Call
Can you speak to the masses
will your words cross the line
From youngest to oldest
will listeners opine
How many octaves
can sing out your tune
Is it seasonal only
or July until June
Is time to speak kindly
of what you espouse
Or pile like kindling
as scraps from a house
The listeners are out there
awaiting your call
Their ears to the ground
—will you bend to enthrall
(The New Room: June,2022)
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