Last Feather Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Last Feather

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The arrow of time,
fired over and over

Piercing our consciousness,
impaling our fear

Our bow staying drawn,
till the quiver is empty

Last feather to soar
—on eternity strung

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January,2020)

Monday, January 6, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: eternity
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Savita Tyagi 06 January 2020

A beautiful poetic imagery....one is free muse over this short poem till eternity.....

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