Reaching For The Cream Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Reaching For The Cream
Have I finally truly said it all
running out of words
Thoughts and feelings too remote
my pen a blunted sword
The doors revolve and seasons change
as Winter calls my name
Whose grammar laced with period ends
and fingers stricken lame
A final time my eyes shut tight
to fall into a dream
Just one more word—new phrase to grace
reaching for the cream
(Villanova University: July,2022)
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