The Prose Waits Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
The Prose Waits
If you finally struck gold
And were digging out the mine
Would you leave it for a month
And come back to what you'd find
That's the way I feel each day
Being blessed to write this verse
The prose insanely waiting,
—for my voice to then reverse
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March,2017)
Saturday, March 4, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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