Silence To Collide Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Silence To Collide



"Playing tennis without a net, "
perhaps Robert Frost was right

Free Verse serves with no return,
day volleys into night

One long shot into the darkness,
an open end divide

Its message fades, an echo dim
—with silence to collide

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April,2019)

Wednesday, April 10, 2019
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