Too Late For Sorrow Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Too Late For Sorrow

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While bending the rules,
and strattling the line
I pushed every limit,
calling it mine

Tearing down fences,
defiantly proud
The direst warnings,
rebutted out loud

One last price to pay,
its ticket to stamp
Shadows concealing
my spiritual ramp

Each vow that I've broken,
those things left undone
The man I became
—a life zero sum

(Bryn Mawr College: September,2020)

Sunday, September 27, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Terry Craddock 30 September 2020

On The Edge Life Lived On The Limit life on the limit life on the edge is fast time fast lived fast run allows for few errors sleight of hand allows no mistake least we fall fast in a single slip in shadows to wake Inspired by the poem 'Too Late For Sorrow' by the poet Kurt Philip Behm. Dedicated to the poet Kurt Philip Behm.

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Terry Craddock 27 September 2020

'While bending the rules, and strattling the line I pushed every limit, calling it mine' life on the limit, life on the edge, is fast time, fast lived fast run, allows for few errors, sleight of hand allows no mistake, least we fall fast in a single slip, in shadows to wake thought provoking

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