Safe In Our Beds Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Safe In Our Beds



Diminished
but ennobled,
the soldier came home
his two limbs
traded for the
sanctuary
of a deeper peace

Broken
in completeness,
his braces held proud
each battle
medaled
in the memory
—of his finest hour

(The New Room: November,2021)

Sunday, November 28, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: november,memory,soldier
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