The Island & The Cloud Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
The Island & The Cloud
Between freedom and Instagram
there is an island,
where men go to be alone
An island of words
in arresting colors,
with meaning indicted—but seldom heard
Between Facebook and tomorrow
a cloud sits waiting,
where men go to find themselves
An Angel calling role
in blind acceptance,
all names rejected—the letters whole
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February,2019)
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