Kurt Philip Behm

Petals Falling

Longtime writer with twelve books in publication. Three of them Poetry. : The Death Of The Playground : The Sword Of Ichiban : Searching For Crazy Horse : Darkening Sun : An Anthology Of Perception-Vol's 1 & 2 : After Midnight : Sammy And Bumpers : The Fall City Mandate : Revenge Along The War …

I took health for granted,
my youth like a rose

To bloom in the present,
till thorns would depose

Attacking my body,
invading my mind

The sleep I’d grown used to,
much harder to find

Not a cold or a fever
for so many a year

No matter the weather,
with nothing to fear

But time is recalling
its card worn and thin

Infirmity threatens
—death budding within

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2020)

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