The Future Ablaze Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

The Future Ablaze



The older I get…
the more exclusive I become
with distant mountains to climb

The older I get…
the shorter the moods swing
and the longer I can laugh out loud

The older I get…
the more vivid the memory
of what we almost became

The older I get…
with feelings that burn, the future ablaze
—the older I get

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May,2016)

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