Last Chance Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Last Chance



Dead to himself,
he stepped on the ice

Cracks beginning
to form

Transcendence rejected,
skating a path

In search of time
forlorn

Crossing each memory,
forgiveness in sight

Each step,
a weighted cost

Redemption melting,
all hope in denial

Last chance
—to come across

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February,2020)

Sunday, February 16, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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