Panoply Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Panoply

Poetry's spoken armor
repels the pointed spear
warding off tomorrow's scars
enemies in fear
Each word thus protected
as phrases form anew
to vanquish what the darkness brings
— new battlegrounds in view

(Dreamsleep: May,2024)

Friday, May 17, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: enemies
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