Dark Shadows Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Dark Shadows

Is there room
in your ignorance
for truth to creep in

Are the doors
closed and locked
from inside and within

Will the light
truly gifted
pass over and by

Is your meadow
a wasteland
—and haven for lies

(Dreamsleep: November,2023)

Thursday, November 30, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: november
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