Moment's Left Unfelt Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Moment's Left Unfelt



I often sit here waiting,
for truant words to come

To chase the thoughts now fleeting,
messages on the run

These days I sit impatient,
as I wonder to myself

Are time and memory draining
—precious moments left unfelt

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March,2017)

Tuesday, March 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: time
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Jones 21 March 2017

Fantatsic feel that i certainly can relate to, Once again a great Poem, Thank for sharing.

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