Last Step Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Last Step



Hunting the distant banks
Of one lost remembrance
A reckoning came upon me
Excuses left askance
My tracks grew large
As midnight's table turned
The prey had changed to predator
Of a memory left unlearned

The dark repeating whispers
my soul afraid to tell

Until its breath upon my back
—last step my fear to quell

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December,2018)

Thursday, December 20, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: memory
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kostas Lagos 20 December 2018

Amazing poem Kurt! Thanks!

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Kurt Philip Behm 20 December 2018

Thanks so much, Kostas. Merry Christmas and the best in 2019.

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