A New Dawn Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

A New Dawn



The meter—the castle,
the rhyme in the moat

The battlements weary,
all meaning afloat

The knights at the ready,
swords sharpened and drawn

Each piercing a sonnet,
—each flag a new dawn

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July,2016)

Sunday, July 3, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: war,writing
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