A Forever Bite Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

A Forever Bite



Poet….
Lone Wolf of the spoken word

Crouching in darkness
—one verse in the herd

Stalking his prey
far into the night

Attacking with feeling
—that forever bites

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March,2018)

Tuesday, March 6, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: hunting
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