No Longer Store Bought Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
No Longer Store Bought
Professional Poet…
to cringe at the term
A lonely consensus,
so much to learn
Days writing couplets,
nights dreamed in verse
Feelings when gifted,
mine to rehearse
Professional Poet…
to run but not hide
Resisting the accolades,
cousin of lies
The Muse calls my marker,
chits payout in thought
Each line spoken freely
—no longer store bought
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November,2016)
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