Fertile And Silent Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Fertile And Silent



Making love to the words,
our tryst lasted till dawn

The sun now a blanket,
covered verses to warm

Making love to the words,
all new phrases to sleep

Resting fertile and silent
—until daylight retreats

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February,2016)

Wednesday, February 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: night
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
val Rogers 23 March 2016

Great poem nice and short. You don't necessarily need many words to write a successful poem. Val Brooklyn Rogers.

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Kurt Philip Behm 24 March 2016

Thanks so much. Kurt

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