Fantasy Escapes Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Fantasy Escapes
No clock can lay claim
to the moment untimed
Though hands finely set
still a mystery divine
Each tick plays a cadence
to what is now past
But what of the future
its measure uncast
We plot and record it
hours, minutes, they chime
As all fantasy escapes
—this delusion of time
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July,2018)
Friday, July 20, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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