Left or right
the noise drones on
Distractions prized,
the message gone
What’s right is right
unless it’s left
The truth beguiled
—our soul’s bereft
(Dreamsleep: June,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
18 hours ago |
A giant of a man
to whom history bows
As schoolboy’s sing
his legend proud
Our rivers symbols
where freedom flows
Through nighttime crossings
in driving snow
That freezing winter
at Valley Forge
The enemy slept
our hope restored
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
20 hours ago |
Laboring in obscurity
my dog forgets my name
The hours pass, the moments fade
with every day the same
My faith a light that dwindles
belief the final straw
In darkness splayed, my hope betrays
—no luck beyond the draw
(The New Room:... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 day ago |
Poets of convenience
reality to sway
A stain that lasts forever
excuses not parlayed
“Thou Shalt Not Kill” long spoken
ancient law upon the land
Religious, secular, or more’ bound
the truth has one command
A billion screaming babies
by... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 days ago |
To hell with your endorsement,
how false opinion reigns
My words to seek a higher realm
where spirit is reclaimed
As critics in a barrel,
the bottom layer is yours
To hum and drum reflected yarn
—self-serving au du jour
(The New Room:... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 days ago |
It’s not about
your need to hear
but what I need to say
The words unbartered
spoken clean
released to have their way
They choose their own
intended path
in beelines of advance
To scent the air
with every breath
—beyond your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 days ago |
That day on the ledge
he started to shake
Each memory a tremor
of every mistake
The choices made suspect
as nightmares returned
The price of redemption
his destiny spurned
Alone and forgotten
his eyes straight ahead
Afraid to look down... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 days ago |
Is anyone who's dead as great
as anyone still living
Is legacy stronger than force of will
within those still alive
Can what’s been done command the state
of promise still forthcoming
Is speaking loud beyond the grave
an edict best unheard
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 days ago |
Poetic depiction
prosaic description
Vowels come in colors
the rest black and white
They call to us orphaned
they call to us nameless
Our pens but a lifeline
that save with each write
To romance the serpent
to anger the saint
Each word... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 days ago |
Silence is charmed
disaster avoided
New breath to infuse
fresh words on the run
Tomorrow disarmed
the instant unleashing
Each moment a present
—time gifted becomes
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 days ago |
Self-analysis…
a balancing act
on the edge of disaster
(Dreamsleep: June,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 days ago |
Professional Poet
—consummate oxymoron
(Dreamsleep: June,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
6 days ago |
Leasing eternity…
sorrowful joy
Rent paid in moments
death’s choirboy
Light deeded tenure
sight to regain
Conceptual escrow
—vision’s domain
(The New Room: June, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
6 days ago |
Brothers by birth
brothers in arms
Blood running deepest
unity warns
Brothers in life
brothers in death
Destiny’s union
—sharing one breath
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 days ago |
Biting my tongue
the words choke inside me
Moments digested
—unable to rise
(Deamsleep: June,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 days ago |
Without death
life loses all beauty
Without death
life loses its way
Without death
life’s value diminished
Without death
life reasons to pray
Without death
life’s years lose their value
Without death
life’s seething refrain
Without... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
8 days ago |
California Dreamin…
Momma Told Me Not To Come
By The Time I Get To Phoenix
Will Anybody Really Know What Time Has Spun
Hotel California…
Its Chain Gang wearing thin
Searching for an American Woman
Blowin In The Wind
Bill Bojangles... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
9 days ago |
I didn’t forget…
I don’t want to remember
What’s left on the table
where time had command
I didn’t forget…
I don’t want to engender
The past from the future
—the moment at hand
(Dreamsleep: June,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
9 days ago |
Hidden deep within the trees
a whispering tomorrow
Buried in their shadows
voices fall and take new breath
The midnight wind blows silent
carrying hope into the future
Words caught up and venture forth
to seed unspoken times
New spaces... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
9 days ago |
Millions of words
are brought to a boil
But only the few
—can rise with the truth
(Dreamsleep: June,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 days ago |
Singing a morning,
painting a song
Sculpting a memory,
writing a wrong
Blessing the moment,
kissing the sky
Laughing at sorrow
—living to die
(Dreamsleep: June,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 days ago |
Talk about the future
and spoil the present
Fox in the henhouse
rats in the barn
Moment’s unspoiled
never in reference
Today, not tomorrow
prescience the charm
(Dreamsleep: June,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
12 days ago |
Canyons of loss
emotional wastelands
Spires of hope
grasping for sky
Riverbeds bake
mountains are damming
Feelings once deluged
—barren and dry
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
12 days ago |
My girlfriend has a girlfriend
as pigeons flee the roost
Pronouns crying God knows what
knots are coming loose
I was my girlfriend’s boyfriend
when lines unblurred defined
My love abeyant, Limbo’s child
—left here misaligned
(Villanova... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
13 days ago |
Can you speak to the masses
will your words cross the line
From youngest to oldest
will listeners opine
How many octaves
can sing out your tune
Is it seasonal only
or July until June
Is time to speak kindly
of what you espouse
Or pile... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
13 days ago |
Answer with Poetry…
tempted by Prose
Passions arousing,
feelings exposed
Silence your dialog,
parry in verse
Now more than ever
—quenching your thirst
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
14 days ago |
Money for today
but not for tomorrow
Bees in the bonnet
cows in the barn
Poverty lessens
the weight of ambition
Our wishes and dreams
back burner to warm
Love for today
but not for tomorrow
Feelings with shelf lives
spoiled by date
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
14 days ago |
Writing the final chapter…
the bells in the tower ring for me
Once for each phrase unwritten
twice for each grievance atoned
—as—
“Schoolchildren rise
pulling back the covers on the flowering meadow
Singing my words
blessing the fields... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
14 days ago |
Hearing it again
for the thousandth rhyme,
still within the present
More inherent, more alive,
each reading
more resurgent
Hearing it again
the words still new,
reborn as they’re recited
Bleeding the moment
away from time
—no longer... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
15 days ago |
Anarchy upon us
in less than ten years…
Nothing can stop it
neither hoping nor tears
The Founding Father’s
warning to ring…
“Revolution calling”
Jeffersonian brings
The mop or the handle
our floor will be cleaned
The face of new... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
15 days ago |
The time for words near over
a curse upon the land
The devil plays his organ loud
in chords of dark command
The age of understanding
lay withered on the vine
What man had once embraced of man
new curses now opine
The gales of change blow... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
15 days ago |
There are truths
that follow deep into the grave…
The ones you disagreed with
—and the ones you ignored
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
16 days ago |
Today is the gift
that tomorrow hides
Alive in the moment
that scripture describes
To live deep inside it
a blessing ordained
To capture this instant
—forever proclaimed
(Radnor Pennsylvania: June,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
16 days ago |
Drowning in whisky,
drunkard of time
Toasting the losers
—dying unrhymed
(McGarvey’s Saloon-Annapolis: June,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
16 days ago |
Beyond despair
new light is found
where wasted moments
live again
Befriending capsules
lost to time
the air forgiving
free of sin
Beyond all hope
there lies a wish
where cherubs promise
saving grace
And hopes and wishes
are reborn
as... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
17 days ago |
The years forever lost to time
but each moment is perpetual
Dreams packed and stored in the instant
of the wills inception
Centuries of regret erased
in the flash of a second baptism
Stillness calling us inward
—eternally reborn
(The New... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
17 days ago |
Love is the freest
most precious of things
To give without cost
and coveted sings
Love to be spoken
and heard unreserved
To harness the wind
—and fly like a bird
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
18 days ago |
Amazing
how smells
attach to a memory
More vivid
than eyesight
hearing or touch
They wait
deep inside us
to capture the moment
When all
other senses
—have started to rust
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
18 days ago |
My Prose becomes better,
my Poetry gets worse
The pictures stay unpainted,
new words to the curse
Each line chosen mainly
for how it relates
A phrase to launch 1000 ships
—chapters overstate
(The New Room: June,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
19 days ago |
I remember the smell of beer
going down the back steps
The keg under the dartboard
the men in long sleeves
Being carried by my grandfather
and each uncle one by one
Old Spice and English Lavender
as hugs and kisses were exchanged
The garage... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
19 days ago |
Deception of reflection,
each mirror so enthralls
Calling in our timeless hope,
frozen in its pall
Its backing silver plated,
to seal the ego’s dream
Lending what cannot be bought
—deadly in its gleam
(The New Room: June,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
20 days ago |
Grand Canyon darkness—city nights,
towering votives in wingless flight
Elevator to the desperate peak,
ninety-nine floors above the waiting street
Torment and doubt ride to the top,
buttons numeric finally stop
Ten steps to the railing,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
20 days ago |
Reports…
cold facts on paper
Truth
unto itself
The World
to judge in concert
One man
much deeper felt
(Dreamsleep: June,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
21 days ago |
A minute to make a moment
the instant to endear
A vow to make a marriage
more committed year to year
A ribbon to make a bow
once the tie is fastened right
A hope turned into wishes
wrapping tidings ever tight
A man begets a son
with... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
21 days ago |
There’s a voice that hides
with message plain
“IT STILL IS NOT ENOUGH”
No matter how the
phrases turn
“THEY LACK THE FINER STUFF”
It sits in judgment
undeterred
to flame and scold unbound
To speak when I’m
inopportune
—and turn me... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
22 days ago |
Twas deep within my golden years
when youth came rushing back
Tired of being left behind
seducing what I lack
Clocks run down as midnight harkens
options running thin
Amorous feelings lost to time
whose walls are closing in
But then an... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
22 days ago |
Indelible the writing…
each theme enslaves the words
The weight placed squarely on their backs
to bear the message heard
The meaning what’s important
four ruling two plus two
Verbs forgotten, nouns erased
—their insight still imbued
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
23 days ago |
Unlike the first Revolution…
this time we have to take America
back from within
Like drug and alcohol addiction
we need detox
and rehabilitation
The traitors and despoilers left
to wither and die
Too many have sacrificed
for the freedoms... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
23 days ago |
The end of all is vanity,
damnation so accused
The mirror speaking falsely
—of promise purple hued
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
24 days ago |
‘Keeper Of The Kingdom,’
entrusted with the key
Words unlocking blocks of time,
setting moments free
Caretaker thus chosen,
fate to walk the fields
Watching insights stalk and grow
—destiny to yield
(Dreamsleep: June,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
24 days ago |
Waking every day
finding part of me behind
The loom threadbare and empty
no yarn there left to find
Coming apart in pieces
stitches lose their hem
Expectations falling fast
inching toward the end
Daylight into darkness
bespoken twill in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
25 days ago |
Gone like September
from the wind
Gone like the Robin
from its wing
Gone like a child
from its laughter
Gone like the memory
of Spring
Gone like the Priest
behind his vestments
Gone like the hours
from the day
Gone like the waves
atop... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
25 days ago |
The narrow hall of mourning
pathway to my grief
Darkened by each memory lost
—there in stark relief
(Dreamsleep: May,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
26 days ago |
She is gone…
swiftly, silently,
like the fading light
Settling into
my memory
like a thousand yesterdays
Taking what I
would never give,
leaving only heartache
Crossing love’s
forbidden line
—never to return
(Dreamsleep: May,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
26 days ago |
Conscience makes
the liars weep
The feeble strong
the dreamers sleep
It calls beyond
the thickest door
Forever’s shadow
—fate du jour
(Dreamsleep: May,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
27 days ago |
Life,
but thread and thimble
—struggling with the hem
(Dreamsleep: May,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
27 days ago |
I wonder what
you’re doing tonight
Whose poking and prodding
my blue-eyed delight
Are you lonely and scared
of what nature has bidden
Are you angry and tired
of feeling downtrodden
Are you chasing the ghosts
of dreams thought forgotten
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
28 days ago |
In a bullpen of violence
—throw the first pitch
(Dreamsleep: May, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
28 days ago |
Boredom,
the greatest vintner of pain
Aged in confusion
served with disdain
Moments gone fallow
dreams unfulfilled
Fatal perfusion
—doldrums distilled
(The New Room: May, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
28 days ago |
At nineteen
I wanted to live in Colorado
Till that first weekend I spent
in Cheyenne
At twenty-five
I wanted to live in Montana
Leaving Yellowstone
as Glacier took my hand
At thirty
I wanted to live in Alaska
Within Denali
where the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
29 days ago |
Waiting for life to come to me,
the clock ticked down to one
With barely but a second left,
my tendency to run
With nothing left but one last tick,
all motion seemed to stop
Perspective changed, then rearranged,
a lifetime on the spot
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
29 days ago |
A proprietary hold on God,
religion does proclaim
Defining what we know inside
our souls will they reclaim
The Cross or Torah, Buddhist lore
each ritual decries
What can’t be owned or scripted pure
through centuries of lies
Divinity... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
29 days ago |
Rhyme
to mask the message
Rhythm
to drive it home
Trapping words
in cadence strong
Cutting
to the bone
(Dreamsleep: May,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
I looked at you a thousand times
before I saw you once
You never did look back at me
my vision sorely trumped
Till that one day I saw you clear
in substance and in form
But still I longed for one more look
where I still got it wrong
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Tuning letters like strings
the words are reformed
The rhyme and the meter
the rhythm reborn
Each vowel and each consonant
together in line
No commas or periods
to block or confine
The meaning inherent
and left unexplained
restated... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
I deleted another poem tonight
and the Muse raged into fury
“You never asked for my permission” she said,
as her voice thundered deeply inside
“You’ll pay for this in sleepless hours
and nights when dreams are truant…”
Her promises kept, my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Staring defiant
into the blind eye of fate
the winds of circumstance
early not late
Staring back angry
its other eye blinked
as clouds blew misfortune
too close to the brink
I reached for my inkwell
I dipped in my pen
my final last... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
How do you play a melody
deep inside the words
to sing each letter off the page
and free them like a bird
How do you write the lyrics
to a mute and silent song
that lives inside the spaces
where true music’s never gone
How do you play a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
When death sent out its calling card
the heavens came in view
Psalms to reach the Angel’s ears
one voice had broken through
Grace within her every word
each feeling soul infused
Patsy singing from above
—to bless the chosen few
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Rest assured in the knowledge you are
—without having to know why
(Dreansleep: May,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Loneliness visits
when stranded alone
Confirming the emptiness
—lost to bemoan
The darker the moment
the thicker it spreads
To lie and to cover
—my spirit in dread
It blocks every motion
I make to get out
Its shroud to enshadow
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Ten siblings
though an only child
Divorced fraternal
bastardis wild
Ten reminders
of what I’m not
Isolated
dropped not caught
Ten siblings
that share my name
Whose backs have turned
with eyes that blame
Regret incessant
to live... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
I knew it long before the end
my affairs to order fast
The days once promised now recalled
my future is my past
Each day times ten the countdown on
as memory wanders back
Tomorrow once was like the stars
that time would not attack
Into... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Reaching for the universe
fate extends a hand
Shortcut to Andromeda
route at its command
The speed of light exceeded
all flashes turn inside
To burn and bend eternal
where life no longer dies
Each star laid out before me
whose... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Boiling away the edges
letting the core expand
Limitations drifting free
clarity at hand
Horizon coming at me
sky and earth as one
Sunsets in my memory
answers on the run
A token for the master
a pittance bye and bye
Value placed in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Heaviest is the heart
—that wears the frown
(Dreamsleep: May,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Leaky Poets
dripping Prose
Words secreted
left unchose
Wanton memories
twisted lies
Moment’s bartered
naked I’s
Love on steroids
feelings burn
Swelling heartache
pages turn
New tomorrow
old reprise
Armageddon
death’s surprise
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
A shadow hides behind your smile
in the Riviera sun
Parisian moments long ago
our love had just begun
A child born then lost to time
whose laughter still we hear
As life took back its greatest gift
—his memory to endear
(Mayenne France:... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
The depth of your inkwell
the breadth of your pain
where life springs eternal
again and again
To suffer the moment
in timeless refrain
releasing the freedom
removing the stain
Each diamond unpressured
betrays like the night
whose... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
The encumbrance of peace
is war
Silence remortgaged
—as payments begin
(Dreamsleep: May, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
A madman’s humanity
of which we decry
When he has those feelings
the same, you and I
How can he commit
such actions of death
Then cry when a comrade
lets out his last breath
A madman with feelings
the concept abhors
That he loves his... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
From the top of Penn Center
he chose his first victim
Twenty stories up
as the train rolls below
A solitary pigeon
breaks free of the pack
Its eyes focused downward
for scraps that might show
His wings ever silent
with talons extended
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
No more white horses
or pretty ladies
No more bright mornings
or silver skies
No more engagement
with hopes and wishes
No more will promises
cover lies
Once more the danger
is thrust upon me
Once more the mirror
reflects the shame
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
So close to Heaven,
so far from God
The gate still locked
—the devil nods
A soul once bartered,
forever sold
Its mine shaft empty
—mirage of gold
All reasons barren,
the empty fields
The seasons wanton
—bereft to yield
So close to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Better the will to know
—than to know the truth
(Re-reading Don Quixote: May, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
A new beginning
begins the end
A different octave
whose voice portends
The circle squares
as angles form
escape your memory
salvation born
A new beginning
first and last
Once you enter
the past is past
All colors exit
as black... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Where would we be
without the bomb
Was Einstein a savior
or devil aplomb
Our power the fire
all enemies dread
Till stealing its physics
unmaking our bed
The world on the edge
of a looming abyss
Missiles entombing
a terrorist wish
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Raging flashes
time on fire
seconds flaming
moments pyre
Burning scepters
light betrays
torches fury
embers pray
Blind inception
blistered tongues
motion melting
boiled young
Bars of silver
chains of gold
locks of platinum
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Stars light
the beckoning dawn
Shepherds sleep
the wolves have gone
Shadows weave
the morning wind
Eyes reopen
—deep within
(Dreamsleep: May,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Dying the death
of eternity’s struggle
(while)
Living the life
of the moments rebirth
(Dreamsleep: May,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Sometimes when we speak the truth
we tell the biggest lie
Intention stealing from the facts
meaning ill contrived
The pole is North though pointing South
when asked which way to go
when in the Northern Hemisphere
a liars truth misnome
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Democracy’s demons,
they follow and stalk
for every freedom
they strike like a hawk
The cost of liberty
its downside abides
to follow intrepid
with vengeance as guide
All men here are equal
to right and then wrong
pursuing their... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Give up your torment,
take back your verse
tomorrow upon you
for better or worse
Take up your wishes,
give in to dreams
sleep in denial,
old memories scream
Free up the moment,
strike out the past
damning the future,
its promise... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
In the background
as I write
I always hear a song
Ringing clear
and ringing true
my wishes to belong
The words composed
in beats of time
with room for me to breathe
Awaiting
as the meaning sings
for voices to retrieve
In the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Morning, bright morning,
your promise has come
Morning, bright morning,
new birth of the sun
Into your arms
I bathe in reflection
Into your warmth
I strip off my fear
Into your heart
I surrender the darkness
Into your strength
I lay... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Robots reason
people think
in counterfactual oxymorons
The equal sign
ironic still
in anti-literal contradiction
A=B
B=C
but D won’t link without reflection
Zero-Sum
with nothing totaled
nondescript—the grand ligation
(Rosemont... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Sometimes trying hard to win,
it’s more important not to lose
Semantics jumbled, meanings gray,
the angle of your view
The victor truant, a rose a rose,
when called by something else
The winner left still undeclared
—the loser on the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Seduced
by what I hadn’t done
Engaged
to what I’d never wed
Married
with vows I wouldn’t take
Divorced
from what I couldn’t leave
(Dreamsleep: May, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Democracy
and true freedom
—it’s a dirty business
(Dreamsleep: May,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Behind the mask,
only truth gets told
Its covering sacred
—eyes behold
(Kabuki Theater: April,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Rebel’s highway,
toll free line
Drifting median,
ill defined
Sirens distant,
flashing lights
Mocking laughter
—death’s delight
(Memories Of September 30th, 1955)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Born to the same words as you,
the feelings were my own
Language shared, intention spared,
a vision fully grown
Our words converse, beyond my verse,
your prose unto my rhyme
To search that darkest hidden place,
each footstep out of time
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Twilight beckons
a wavering moon
Chasing the sunset
from darkening skies
Clouded reminder
renewal has come
Birthing new shadows
in fresh summer rain
(Dreamsleep: May,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
The present is in your future,
the present in your past
The present a sacred mystery,
its moment to unmask
The present is in your memory,
the present in your dreams
The present neither begins nor ends
—eternity set free
(Villanova... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Dipping his toe
in the river’s denial,
uncertain of its depth
Floating his memories
on ripples of fate,
his deepest secrets kept
Refusing to sink
excuses cut free,
his reasons left to buoy
Erasing his doubts
the island ahead
—all... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
I dress up every Sunday,
but only in my mind
My coat and tie in tattered shreds,
the past and future bind
To celebrate in peasant rags,
as memory dances free
Imagining in formal garb
—what only I can see
(Dreamsleep: May,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Some days my mind is hardened,
on others like a sponge
Today my thoughts are heartened,
with feelings on the run
Tonight as light transitions,
and darkness fills the void
My mind and heart will lay as one,
true lovers—dreams of joy
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Wedded to a grownup dream,
betrothed to whom I sleep
My lover laced in shades of gray,
her shadow most discreet
Vows of heartache lost in time,
one chance to pledge again
to tend her garden—heart unbound,
and till her love unstemmed
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
I said no to the man
and made my own bed
I cut my own trail
with eyes straight ahead
In debt to myself
but thankful to all
My words freely spoken,
their verdict my call
I beat my own rhythm
on multiple drums
I structured the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
Our mistakes are paid
in generations of denial
Old footsteps defaulting,
new judgments on file
The future in debt
to invoices past
tomorrow debentured
—arrears mounting fast
(Dreamsleep: April, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 month ago |
No one lived more inside the moment,
No one left others more bent to his will,
No one remembered more for the things that he said,
No one more misunderstood while being so loved
—than Muhammad Ali
(Louisville Kentucky: July,... – by Kurtb Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
The greater the love
—the shorter the trip
(Dreamsleep: April,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
While writing verse from now till then,
its toll I humbly paid
Across a bridge where time had stopped
—the truth to pass each way
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Passing each other
on the cusp of goodbye
A prayer of forgiveness,
a desperate last sigh
Feeling the emptiness,
hearts gone to stone
Lost in the memory
—of love we had known
(Dreamsleep: April,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Wisdom is of greater weight
than valor, pride, or name
It harbors in my deepest thoughts
to rule my souls’ domain
Choices made my kingdom saved
though others yet to see
My heart and mind ensconced as one
—the future mine to free
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Life on the fringes
ignoring your pain
words were my fortress
again and again
Riding the fence line
fixing the wire
judgment expelling
intruders and liars
Distance and loneliness
harken and call
wisdom and certainty
fate to recall
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
A bottle of you was not enough,
I needed the whole case
With every drop and fragrance let,
uncorking my embrace
To deeply breathe your sweet perfume
and drown in nectars dew
I try to sip but lose myself
—inside your vineyard true
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Draining all there was to say,
he hemorrhaged one more poem
Last vial of his history,
whose burden now atoned
With final drops to say adieu,
the past and future dead
His last tomorrow here today
—and time no longer bled
(Dreamsleep:... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
The politics of religion,
its statues on fire
All martyred saints burning
in canonized pyre
As cardinals of vengeance
seek new hearts to be stoned
Inquisitors ramble,
the Creator on loan
The religion of politics,
papal decrees
Guilt... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Torn from the moment,
each page sorely ragged
whose ink has long faded
but memory bound
The story is telling,
its magic eternal
inside it awaits us
—a treasure unfound
(Dreamsleep: April, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Far from where I’m supposed to be,
destined here to roam
Lost in waters still unmarked,
drifting and alone
On my way to nowhere fast,
distance calls my name
The wind a suitor, time undone
—future shores to claim
(The New Room: April, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Lusting after everything,
my words in search of what that brings
I ride through time upon the wind
—to chase the virgin queen
(Dreamsleep: April,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
I put a saddle on the wind
and rode it through the storm
The bridle placed, the buckle cinched,
the reins, my soul reborn
Inside each stirrup passion spurs,
the present close at hand
Behind whose mane I charge within
—in search of who I... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
You can go anywhere as someone else,
the masks and jesters play
invisible to sound and touch
the Lords and Creatures pray
To rent the future—sell the past,
the landlord still unnamed
invulnerable to what they sell
the real prize still... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
With no respect for time,
words revisit
Invading my consciousness,
attacking my fear
The moment conscripted
beyond all denial
An ageless understanding
—of what’s to become
(Dreamsleep: April, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
To be a true champion
—conquer yourself
(Dreamsleep: April,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Everybody’s bad day…
a badge without a star
the one who stood when others fled,
each day to raise the bar
The one they all could come to,
when freedom was in chains
the light that rampaged in the night
—to hunt what darkness claimed
(The... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
The sins of religion,
religion of sin
holding God hostage,
a prisoner within
An Almighty weapon,
inflicting great pain
heaven in bondage,
redemption in chains
The politics of religion,
its dogma a curse
with guilt as the wellspring,
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Prayer without indemnity,
prejudice, or blame,
weaponizing Diety…
a dogma-based refrain
Through Him our Divinity
rejoining heart and mind,
to truly know Who reigns supreme
last sacrament defined
Religion like the training wheels
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Gentle as a razor,
her words cutting deep
Robbing tomorrow
of yesterday’s sleep
Her voice rising sharply
to greet the new pain
A bleeding Madonna
—in strawberry rain
(Dreamsleep: April, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Is democracy sinking
into feral autocracy
The billionaire elites
with all the control
Politicians but puppets
where rich pull the strings
The rest of us lost
in deception and whim
(Dreamsleep: April, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Wishing in colors
Painting the wind
Singing a fragrance
Sculpting within
Tasting a memory
Touching a dream
Hearing the moment
Feelings redeemed
(Ronald McDonald House: April, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
The part you transform
is that part you possess
The rest is pure folly
—petals scattered to the wind
(Dreamsleep: April, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
More connected
by dollars than faith
the poor attend the
Universal Church of Poverty
Christian or Jew
Hindu or Muslim
the altar when barren
—leaves God undeclared
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Write,
like you don’t need the money
Sing,
like you’ll never be heard
Live,
like the moment is ending
Love,
like a baby’s first word
(Dreamsleep: April 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Do you write the words
or do they write you
Are the feelings tattered
or something new
Do you speak in tongues
or in muted silence
Are the moments sacred
or void of credence
Do the questions answer
themselves in time
Do the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Do you write the words
or do they write you
Are the feelings tattered
or something new
Do you speak in tongues
or in muted silence
Are the moments sacred
or void of credence
Do the questions answer
themselves in time
Do the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Life when it’s tragic
a forced similarity
Spreading like water
—flooding the plain
(Dreamsleep: April, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Until your forgiveness
marries your passion
—everything else is lost
(Dreamsleep: April, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
At 11:05 the torrent came,
its current tainted,
its waters shamed
At 11:06 direction changed,
intention drowning
—redemption stained
(Dreamsleep: April,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
The aging of time,
each year to endear
from cradle to grave
the future unclear
The aging of time,
whose toddler matures
to crawl and then walk
—as moments endure
(Dreamsleep: April,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
For every second
the chronometer gains,
the future loses two
The light retreating
time in halves
—the moment old once new
(Dreamsleep: April,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Ego’s
not armies
destroy an empire
Inside
to rampage
—pillage and burn
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
Caught between
fear and despondency
it came as two trains
passing in the night
with him on the center rail
too frozen to choose
too barren to cry
too orphaned to commit
hearing the screams
from the dying polarity
tearing him from the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 months ago |
A Poet who writes his name in ink
and screams his name in blood
Tomorrow will hear what his wounds make clear
—to die in glory of
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
No time for the memories,
no time to refrain
No time for the questions,
as answers proclaim
No time for the yearnings,
regret hovers close
No time for new learning
—all time but a ghost
(Dreamsleep: December,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Rivers of compromise,
canyons of denial
flooding uncertainty
—mile by mile
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
The world has forever
outgrown itself,
its pants no longer fit
The cuffs too short,
the waist too tight,
its inseam worn and ripped
The fabric that
it used to grow,
lay barren in the field
The magic that
it used to show,
a sleight... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Today was tomorrow
—all of yesterday
(Craters Of The Moon Idaho: September,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
The lights went out,
the music played,
as Angels spread their wings
My name recalled,
my heart enthralled
—as joyous cherubs sing
(1st Book Of Prayers: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
When the spirit listens
—the heart forgives
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Celebration of what used to be,
what might have been,
what never was
—the past
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Memory kills time,
as time kills life…
Faster than a paid assassin,
colder than a dream that’s stolen
—surer than the tax man knows
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Avarice…
the family of man
chasing the last baton
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Conviction…
forcing our will
on the inertia of circumstance
(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
The more I think I really know,
the less I understand
The farther out to sea I drift,
the more I miss the land
The stormier the days repeat,
my soul to chase the sun
The rules I once thought hard and fast,
denounced and on the run
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Tonight through the darkness,
I wander and crawl
The faces seem ghoulish,
my past to recall
Unsure of direction,
I listen for sounds
To possibly guide me,
as fire abounds
I look to my left,
as hooves thunder past
I look to my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Climbing the mountain,
you walk on its rim
scratching the surface
never let in
Once at the summit
new footing takes hold
rock you can stand on
—legend foretold
Climbing the mountain,
never look down
focus above you
reach for the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Without a reader
the poem is dead,
stillborn and lifeless
—buried unread
(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
When feelings stop,
words take over
Emotion harried,
pen unleashed
Heart in limbo,
mind resurging
Muse in waiting
—time released
(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Our past is never
where its left,
the tide always returns
Those things unsaid
not put to bed,
like butter still unchurned
Returning once
returning twice,
its power built on fear
To undermine
those things adrift
—till anchored... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Born under a bad sign,
verses time recalled
harder luck and trouble,
moments trapped and stalled
Born under a bad sign,
rock of ages sold
answers stay unquestioned,
bells no longer toll
Born under a bad sign,
darkness settles in
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Wings in abeyance
motion untracked
Monarch in shadow
—darkness is back
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Poetic intention
exceeding my words
Meanings now idle
truth left unstirred
Marching unspoken
Marching unheard
Marching without me
—to march undeterred
(The New Room: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Genetics,
our cruelest mistress
the herald’s phantom
In fated shadow
a birthmark staining
—our darkest pall
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
To fight a war
you cannot win…
what are you to do?
As missiles fly
and billions die
—the blame belongs to who?
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
I think like a Buddhist,
but pray like a nun
I see like the mountain,
but reach like the sun
I stand like Gibraltar,
but rage like the sea
And love like a child
—reborn unto Thee
(1st Book Of Prayers: May,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
To share in Creation
—is to become Divine
(Ist Book Of Prayers: February,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
I make words come alive
not pictures or sounds
a singer or painter
stays lost in the clouds
My phrases and couplets
in colors ordain
what the Angels will sing
—in praise of His name
(The 1st Book Of Prayers: March, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
A wagon wheel across the stones
—ancient sounds
The death of night, the birth of dawn
—ancient sounds
The blood of my enemy drips from my sword
—ancient sounds
A voice from beyond, heard from within
—ancient sounds
(Dreamsleep:... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Transcending the light of reason,
can words do more than wait
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Call me a Poet,
but I’m just a writer
these words that I breathe
respoken much later
Call me a Poet,
my couplets in rhyme
each stanza to shorten
with meaning sublime
Call me a Poet,
my retinue sounder
to live by the moment
my squares... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Time in degrees,
degrees of time
the horse or the cart,
position sublime
Hours sans minutes,
seconds besieged
mirage of attachment
—horizon to free
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
It was never a question
but just a reminder
a sacrificed memory
of what used to be
(Dreamsleep: February,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
“I don’t splain myself,”
Bill Hickok said
before his Colts went off
A dead man lying
at his feet
—his legend time embossed
(Dreamsleep: January,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
The road to power
is mined with uncertainty
each step a commitment
—to live or to die
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Piecing it together
for a second time
the result was not the same
The years had altered
the way each piece fit
a strange familiar game
Instinct overwriting
what memory lost
the picture starts to clear
My past and future
now conjoined... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Ichor running through her veins
All blood is pushed aside
Her eyelids shut, her heart on ice
My fate she would decide
Wilted romance, rotting vines
Garden left in thorns
A lonely rose from last years bloom
Bent over in her scorn
New... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
He had more talent
than execution
His well overflowing
no buckets to contain
Deep from the visuvial
a fountain’s raging torrent
Drowning his intention
—flooding mountain to plain
(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Fate the end game
time is fleeting
Moments pass
hate unleashing
Choices lost
reason stalls
Darkness calling
—hell enthralled
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Atheist or Pagan
which gets to dream
reasoning stilted
spirits unseen
Rational narcissist
tribal taboos
if given the choice
it’s easy to choose
Atheist or Pagan
contrast to compare
the first in self-worship
—the second aware
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
People are people
—and a fool is but a fool
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Skeletons rule the attic,
rooks have left the board
emptiness I can’t explain,
darkness untoward
Lapses in my memory,
lyrics left unsung
chasing all those things I’m not,
orphan on the run
Monday turns to Thursday,
Tuesday, Wednesday... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Seconds hunger
days unweaned
compression fracture
broken dreams
Minutes uncounted
hours unnamed
Humptiest Dumpty
in pieces again
Yahweh once spoken
reason besieged
tokens in exile
pagans to grieve
One for the money
two when it’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
They wait till I sleep
and hide within
recalling old memories
and past chagrins
Those tracks untrodden
to walk again
each choice unchosen
—my dreams befriend
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
I am not
me
We are not
us
They are not
them
And here is not
there
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Death indicts you
seasons past
prophets marking
spells recast
Life remortgaged
debt remains
time indentured
—hope reclaimed
(Dreamsleep: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Buried in the sand of ill regret,
a rifle washes free
Remembrance of a time when darkness coiled,
a snake of Russian greed
Its chambers empty, sights removed,
it could not, would not, fire
Perdition’s tide reclaiming fast
—its shame into the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Death twisted history,
guilts conferee
the liar unmasked
revenge by decree
His legions unfurling,
their flag through the smoke
the volunteers hailing,
preserving all hope
With dark days upon them,
no fear to be found
the women, the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Deep in the fountain
of life’s betrayal
My knife drank freely,
a last denial
With screams unanswered,
he tried to run
The first of many
—from Odessa’s son
(Warsaw: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
If the first casualty of war
is truth
The next casualty of war
is peace
The third casualty of war
is life
Until the last casualty of war…
hope
(Warsaw: March, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Locked behind the doors of my heart,
good wishes sleep unsaid
Whose key I’ve lost and yet to find
…this lonely empty bed
With dreams undreamt and vacant nights,
the hours linger on
All hopes and tidings unfulfilled
—and feelings all but gone... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Don’t make the time,
take the time
—life inside the difference
(Warsaw: March,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago |
Intention outstripped
his power of reason
Leaving him naked
—a meadow deflowered
(Dreamsleep: February,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago |
Art,
the poison with which
the universe stings…
the artist dead
(Dreamsleep: January,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago |
Keep the fire burning,
worshipping the ash
Changing paper into smoke
—time and mood recast
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago |
Hope is not a strategy,
wisdom not an end
Moment to moment we live the truth
—borrowing to lend
(Dreamsleep: January,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago |
Art,
being tied to form
is inferior to life
In the actuality
of its being
—life is
(Dreamsleep: February,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago |
Experiencing
You
Experiencing
Me
(Dreamsleep: February,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago |
My Son…
a living poem
my deepest insight
—and greatest love
(Dreamsleep: February, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago |
Learn
What you want to
Teach
Teach
What you want to
Learn
(Dreamsleep: February,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago |
Memory of light,
vision of God
Centered return
—orbit of love
(The First Book Of Prayers: November,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago |
Listen to the silence,
hear each frozen word
wrap your mind around itself
distant from the herd
Feel the bracing numbness,
lift what can’t be touched
free one starling in the night
—windblown through the musk
(Dreamsleep: February, 2022)... – by Kurt Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago |
Idaho is
as America was
her voice in the canyons
and mountains above
Idaho is
where today meets the sun
baptized in her beauty
—deep rivers to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
10 months ago |
Fire burns hottest
that burns below
Centuries rage
heartache’s grow
The coldest cold
blows just above
A gripping blizzard
—wrath... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
10 months ago |
In the act of creation,
we feel most alive
Releasing the lifeforce
—our purpose... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Better to spend an eternity
in Hell
Than a brief fleeting moment
—in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
To believe or deny,
enlightenment dares
Our lack of acceptance,
a three-legged chair
We feel it and breathe it,
and live it de jure
As minds are left gasping
at something so... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
None of us get to stay forever,
no matter how we try
The fuse burns short with memory’s fire
—into the bye and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The history of Western Literature
is one recurring sympathy... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Not knowing the outcome,
I’d hide in the field
And wait for nature
to turn out the yield
Perception unharvested,
the thick to the thin
The fantasies rotting
—all truth caving... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
It’s hard to say goodbye
when you know the time is dwindling
In the moments you have left,
what was given, taken back
It’s hard to say goodbye
when the words are lost and foreign
Those looks you get with time beset
—in everlasting... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
What genius can thus inspire,
the mind will never know
It takes more than a thought conceived,
to go where visions go
Angkor Wat or Taj Mahal,
we only stand in awe
And wish to go from whence they came
—the artists Shangri... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
What is the square root of time,
what is a moment devolved from itself
What is the relative quotient of dreams,
tomorrow unspoken—lost... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Married to the moment,
divorced from everything else
my vows repeated over and over
—this present forever to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The spirit can never be suppressed
its silent essence roars
No government or despot’s reign
can change its ethos pure
Bottled up the pressure builds,
like Cuba underscored
The rhythm faint but always there
—erupting force... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Talent versus genius,
innate the spirit cries
Surpassed by something undefined
—old limits left... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Fading in the distance,
years trapped inside the past
The future just beyond our reach,
its vacuum deep and vast
Each moment to remind us,
when looking North and South
The horse’s mouth will speak the truth
—when present here and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Tranquil and quiet…
a walk in the park
Until life’s Trojan Horse
rolls in from the dark
Cancer invading,
you must parry back
Each moment recaptured
—a present still... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
To believe or deny,
enlightenment dares
Our lack of acceptance,
a three-legged chair
We feel it and breathe it,
and live it for sure
As minds are left gasping
at something so... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
We have only our perceptions,
but how honest can they be
Where one man sees the color red,
the colorblind can’t see
When trapped in three dimensions,
we must push against the walls
Until we’re free of all constraints
—and clarity... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Is there anything language
can’t possibly express
Words falling short,
all speech in distress
Are there concepts so deep,
they cannot be described
To experience beyond
any speaker or scribe
A higher enchantment,
a deeper... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
I asked again for everything…
she gave nothing in return
A jilted strand of loneliness
—unwoven and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
I met a man along the bank,
come back from Galilee
He took my hand and spoke my name,
which he was not privy
His head was crowned with sunlit fire,
his eyes like mine so blue
And as we looked into the pond,
one face stared back—not... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Christians flock into their churches,
travelers hit the road
Searching for what’s beyond their view
in spirit overload
To leave behind the past imprisoned,
stilted and controlled
The blacktop chanting “come what may”
—a eucharistic... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Repeating on and on without changing,
the boredom settled in
Lost in endless repetition,
ten miles South of what might have been
A broken record skipping, skipping,
the groundhog’s prediction... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The view is always better
from the highest road,
the joy of looking down
Vision bestows
as gravity flows
—beyond the here and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Sometimes love just isn’t enough,
as destiny calls within
Orphaning passion, emotions untether,
lost to Cupid’s whim
Never requited, alone and denied,
the search begins anew
Feelings repackaged and searching for more
—to do what love can’t... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The price of love
is loss
Its bill
both old and new
A cost
that must be paid
With feelings
torn and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
You climb up a mountain
for the beautiful view
Its challenge seductive,
a call to renew
The higher it takes you
the farther you see
With freedom the distance
—that lies in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
I can no longer afford
what my folly has purchased
Return not an option
—my bank account... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Up is not a direction,
but an intention
Down is not an intention,
but a reflection
Across is neither
intention nor reflection
Towards—a new connection
better... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Death failed to show up for work one day,
the clock remained unpunched
Hospital’s waiting, graveyards on call,
all coroner’s out to lunch
Death took a holiday without checking in,
the pecking order... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Punching in the numbers
on the celestial dial tone
Eternity became toll free
—its area code my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Once was a time
I was young enough,
to know and feel the truth
But the years laid claim
to my memory,
and the seeds to every fruit
Today is but folly,
tomorrow a fool,
the past like fine wine ages... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The music
called the dancers
to the floor
The poet
waltzing freely
—with his... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
“A vision into
your future
“A mirror
of your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Why would it matter,
why would you care
Voices becalming,
breathless unpaired
Freeing the Dharma,
released in the air
Transcending today
—immortality... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Faith often hides
an idolatry within
Statutory mandate
—harbinger of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Creativity…
undemocratic
Tyrants of insight,
breaking new ground
Vision on fire,
effigy’s burning
Painting’s unframed
—all muses set... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Humanity is destined
for being at war
Attacking tomorrow,
its fate still unsure
New conflict resharpens
the dullest of blades
Where written in blood
—new history is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Live your days with purpose,
and death walks by your side
To constantly remind,
what time will not abide
Your choice on how to handle,
ignore or then befriend
That last step left untaken
—where life begins... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Humble
before the sea
Steady
within the gale
Intrepid
among the waves
Thankful
—as tides... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Changing the future—changing the past,
a north south reprimand
Each word rewritten—time bespoke,
the present close at... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Many nights there were no new dreams,
so I borrowed from the old
Resurrecting the scaffolding
of what lay... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The largest rock I stand upon
is anonymity
Lodged within the silence
of myself
Calling from those distant lands
in names left blank and mute
Insuring my obscurity
—unknown but deeper... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Morons and liars,
all facts to mislead
Their wool to disguise
—the truth... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Welcome loneliness my old friend,
to mark the hours emptiness sends
In the middle of the cold and dark,
the vanishing call of a last meadowlark
leaving me stranded,
deep in the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
We make our beds and lie in them
—whether we sleep or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Is there truth without belief,
facts left on their own
Disconnected from themselves,
answers poorly shown
Can dogma live in vacuums,
when empty of itself
Will formulaic reasoned minds
—conscript what goes... – by KIurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Death is no harder
than living
—when there’s nowhere left to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The fire’s gone out
in the last wooden hut
Fresh snow has been falling,
cold hunger abuts
The Red Coats emboldened
in far Germantown
The wind carries stillness,
with death all... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
How is servant
to what
In all I say
—and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Over the horizon
a harp is playing
Its call recurring,
its tone Divine
Beyond the swell,
a calm is waiting
Its breeze untethered
—to flow... – by kurt philip behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Music is to written words
as icing is to cake
Enhancing what you thought you read,
to joyously partake
A song can climb between the layers
to make each serving fly
Sent from Maestro’s high above
—sweet memories bye and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Laboring in obscurity,
years behind the mask
Wandering through the shadows,
questions poorly asked
Looking for one reason,
to leave the past behind
Echo’s howling endlessly
—prophecy... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Victim of his own success…
the treadmill calls,
the hourglass broken
—casualty of what time... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
In fear of your abandon,
afraid of letting go
Alone and feeling stranded,
bereft—no kindness... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Its history was written
in tragedy
The period to the last sentence
—was... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Standing redundant
in an echoing wind,
renewing your vanity
with deference to all
At home on the fringes
where truth is an orphan,
you line up your enemies
canons shot at the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Knowledge is not a paradigm,
but a bridge to something else
Its path to stay unmeasured,
when crossing into self
Devoid of polar opposites,
where beauty exits truth
To steal away, a soul relayed
—its burden stripped of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
How do we profess
what we can’t understand
The very nature of this
takes on certain demands
If it’s truly beyond
our ability to know
Something deeper is calling,
where thought cannot go
These walls that surround us,
this cave that we’re... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Some would say,
the danger portends
Some would say,
it all is pretend
Some would say,
the past wears a shroud
Some would say,
the quiet is loud
Some would say,
all love is for fools
Some would say,
to break every... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Raising thoughts and emotion,
the mainsail was set
Heading into the wind
of tomorrow unmet
All stays are in place,
with tiller held fast
Reaching for glory
—the doldrums have... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Politics governs our
temporal lives
Religion conscripting
eternity’s prize
Together they’ve killed
more than famine and war
A plague that still haunts us
—to shun and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The bridge to belief
spans a river of doubt
Whose rapids are raging,
whose questions cry out
Each step that I’ve taken,
each tread that I cross
Brings me much closer
—to what I once... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Hey Academic,
throw me some facts
Explain to me clearly
each thought you attack
Dear Intellectual,
restate and rephrase
Your version of truth,
empty words in the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The pages of my life
turn
like falling leaves
as autumn yields to winter
gathering in piles
of remembrance
blowing and scattering
to the four winds
—never to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Religion and science…
never to wed
Like oil and water,
alone in their beds
While science defends,
ancient dogma portends
Two voices discordant,
to break if they bend
For centuries long
they have fought tooth and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Lines of immortality,
words on the page
Inscribing a vision,
all thoughts to remain
Death with her envy,
corporeal greed
Robbed of my legacy
—alive with each... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Detached from my consciousness,
the monster attacked
Feasting first on my memory,
the front then the back
Now living inside me,
all day turns to night
Connection—rejection,
devouring the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Sometimes money isn’t enough,
the wheat rejects the chaff
Wealth attained by winnowing gain,
the scarecrow only laughs
Sometimes money isn’t enough,
the numbers rise and fall
Interest accrues¬ as attrition renews
—the richest count... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The winds of disaster
blow solemn and cold,
sweeping away my heart
From out of the North,
reclaiming my soul
—in torment to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Ladybugs
outline the memory of my childhood,
marking the pathway of my approach
Orange and black
like Halloween candy corn,
tempting diversion—they lure to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
You have to be immortal
to placate the gods
Time reaffirming
all memory of
Creation, destruction,
eternity looms
For those who believe
—appeasement... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Reaching into the maelstrom,
my hands were consumed
My spirit to follow
—my will to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
It didn’t matter what the titles were,
but that I read them
It didn’t matter what the author said,
but that I listened
It didn’t matter that his verse trailed off,
the pages yellow and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Republican or Democrat,
the wool has been pulled
Over the eyes
of a nation of fools
The truth is just fine
if we get it spoon fed
In our favorite flavor
self-served in our beds
While off in the distance
an Angel stands... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
His image eternal,
the chisel portrays
Beauty in its purest form
—but one word to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Shadows on a cave wall,
eyes that look for truth
Figments of what sight denies
—dancing... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Consensus…
the sum of like judgment
Judgment,
the tool of conjecture
Conjecture,
opined observation
Happening quite often
—with eyes... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
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... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The essence of fashion
is ephemera
Emotion and change
dancing cheek to cheek
The top of the mountain,
a revolving door
Those fifteen minutes…
some to lose—some to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The Shadow hovers…
as I wake
from my sleep
Respreading its
shroud
from a future once bleak
Its darkness portends
what fear
seeks to end
All memory entombed,
as wishes... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Life is the culmination
—of many small... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Is consciousness different than having a soul,
reflection unhallowed—eternity trolled
Does the magic within us begin and then end,
finite conscription—one lifetime to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Hours screaming,
futures pleading,
eternity portends
Voices crying,
souls denying
—as darkness comes... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Why would I question,
why would I care
Why would I venture,
why would I dare
Why would I set out
for places unknown
If not to find something
—my life has... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Centennial masterpiece,
numbers subtract
The prize in the wandering,
years drifting back
Memory indentured,
the sour and sweet
Pointing me inward
—a timeless... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
I offered two nickels,
she demanded a dime
It wasn’t enough,
her anger declined
“Can’t you make change,”
she then shouted aloud
And while counting my failures,
her voice... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Capsules of time…
no beginning or end
The view from without,
the view from within
Defining the space,
transporting the hours
Moment by moment
—again and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Sued three times…
your wrath indicts
Prostate, throat,
and kidney cites
Each time you threatened:
“This is the end”
I wasn’t ready,
mistried again
I kept my counsel
and shut you out
The jury hung
to scream and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Are we doomed to be unhappy,
or does it involve a choice
Do our feelings link externally,
giving outside forces voice
Do we choose the pain and misery,
as they cross our beaten path
Can they exist if our wills resist
—muted and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Either I’m right
and you’re wrong
Or you’re right
and I’m wrong
Or we’re both wrong
—but we both can’t be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Doubt is a troublesome occupation
—certainty merely... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The Veil of Perception,
what lies beyond
Our senses and memory,
all time put upon
Lying within
or lying without
Inherent by nature,
shadowed by doubt
Primary function,
will scholars proclaim
But second to that
—our reasonings... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Happy is he
who is content with the least
Whose hunger is sated
in famine he feasts
Happy is he
who begins at the end
And ends at the beginning
—his fortune to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
My last attempt
to circle the square
anger takes the throne
Isolated
no longer to share
servitude alone
Wandering unsure
things left unsaid
words to disappear
Into the dark
deserted forlorn
heightening my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Given facts
and reasoned truth…
Can't marry each other
without changing their suit
Some things our intellect
tries to explain
Can you turn off a light
that turns back on again
The reasoning sands
and factual... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Can you talk about good
without acknowledging evil
Could they ever
exist on their own
Can you go somewhere
without leaving someplace else
The answer
fairly shown
Simplistic by nature,
linguistic in form
Contrast
rules the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Is something unphysical
in charge of this world
That lines every moment,
unseen and unfurled
Scientists say NO,
breathing fire as they shout
What is it then
that scatters atoms about
Darwin had his theory,
well... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Most of our lives are lived
in an in-between world…
yesterday and tomorrow the bookends
to what has happened
and what is yet to come
ordering the mayhem in an artificial attempt
at unity and control
escape becomes an option for the very few
who no... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Beyond every question…
God is the answer
filling in the gaps of our imperfection
offering hope in the face of despair
light to shine through the darkness
and promise
when abandonment is all we feel
lifting the burden that covers our greatness... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Traipsing off to the cave
with my feelings and thoughts
A Hermit I’ll be,
my last battle now fought
Alone with my memories,
together indwelt
Eternity reckoned
—transcending... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
There’s nothing objective about spirit,
in that lies its strength and its truth
Unable to measure, only to feel,
its critics profane and uncouth
Science declares it the enemy,
its formulas explaining... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The commonest denominator,
stepping toward the throne
His minions with their blindfolds on,
about to be disowned
The commonest denominator,
laughing at their pain
Another lie, stick in the eye
—a life of greed and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Both old and new thou must review,
changing pink to red
Those poorly formed, to stay forlorn,
hiding in their beds
Begin then end, begin again,
on chance the meaning fed
Whose banquet serves another time
—a feast eternal... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Not in command of what happens next,
only in how we react
The world gets to pitch and we get to catch,
in hope that our strikes are intact
No matter how hard we struggle
and fight for a sense of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Animals think,
and animals react
Animals sleep,
and animals attack
Animals eat,
and animals mate
Animals fly,
and animals wait
Animals feel,
and animals cry
Animals sicken,
and animals die
Animals come,
and animals... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Can our spirits pray
without God at the center
Can worship pay homage
to self
Can divinity reign
in each person ordained
Revering what’s hidden... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Diverting his eyes from that last final hour,
denying death its due
His conscience and awareness tight in his grip,
ownership unrenewed
Both arms around life, he’s forever rejected,
blinded as time starts to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The laws we need most
stay unwritten
As tyranny runs wild
without sanctions in place
Minus shared common values
can we ever regroup
From this polarization
—and dog eat dog... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Is truth that important,
or ignorance bliss
Your place on the Ferris Wheel,
roundly dismissed
What first must go up,
by law to come down
Gravity’s joke,
if not Heaven bound
The yes from the no,
the right from the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The funding of wisdom,
bankrolling death
Thoughts to withdraw
from a ledger unspent
Refinancing life,
true folly indeed
With memory cashed in
—eternity... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Happy endings,
the folly of youth
The aged
alone to portend
Distance a comfort,
expiration afar
Reality
mostly pretend
Death as a concept,
corpse underground
As different as night
is to day
Two ends of the spectrum,
inextricably... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
You may not cross the darkness,
the morning light unfound
The promise of tomorrow
—today is shining... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
I was perfectly happy,
a singular chime
I was perfectly happy,
alone in my mind
I was perfectly happy,
my world underscored
I was perfectly happy,
my feelings secure
I was perfectly happy,
adrift in my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Demanding possession…
nine tenths of the law
Last bone to fight over
—its marrow still... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Be it good or then bad…
defined after the fact
Acceptance—rejection,
a dog or a cat
The goals of Centurions,
or those of a Priest
Different agendas,
a moveable feast
Be it virtue or vice,
their adherents will... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The newly armed Prophet,
his heart beating strong
An old disarmed Sage,
living futile and long
If words could bring victory,
the benign would then reign
But vows must be forged
with steel edges of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Behind closed eyes,
the future still to mourn
Grieving in a blinded state
—orphans left... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Indentured as servants,
and not as our masters
Words are conscripted
—their meanings... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Kiss me once more lovingly,
than you have kissed before
Tell me that our love is shared,
and one plus one is four
Kiss me once more lovingly,
with time our hearts denied
As death abates, new dreams await
—forever’s wish to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
I’m back from war without my soul,
having pawned it on the field
Among the dead and buried dreams,
whose futile prayers concealed
I wonder where my spirit hides,
as I sleep these endless hours
With day as night and night as day,
in loneliness... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Caught inside a memory,
with flashbacks of desire
Your scent returns as lightning
—my heart a copper... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
If you’re not ready to kill the lion
—never stalk its... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Knowing only
what your path has shown
—so little have you... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Entropy evaporating
into itself
Birthing an ending
—singular... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Reaching through the Biosphere,
I touched the hand of God
Who turned me around and pushed me back,
inside my inner pod
Letting me go with these final words,
transcending into... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Backround information,
footnotes of the weak
Substantiating all excuse,
data incomplete
Reasoned explanation,
wishful thinking’s tool
For dilettante’s to build a stage
—to dance and play the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Delivering what we said we wanted,
wrapped in dirt and mud
The politician slashed and burned,
and each time drawing blood
He tapped into our memory,
with fear and recompense
Reminding what the past was like,
with promises... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
I was twenty,
you were nineteen,
that day along the mall
When I heard a guitar
from deep inside,
that round auditorium hall
Up on stage with legends,
Son House, Muddy,
Johnny Winter... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Lobbying through Hell,
the politician remanded
To the Devil he stated:
“Your program’s too thin
“You need to refigure
and turn up the heat
“His word’s getting through,
and the Angels all... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
I sleep with Saint Anselm,
but wake with Aquinas
My dreams to envision
what the morning will say
Creativity’s twins,
imagined then stated
Epiphany’s birth
—morphing night into... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Should I share my truth with you,
or take it to the grave
And bury what my life has been…
the fearful and the brave
Should I share a final word,
before my name is called
To pour your cup into that stream
—that runs beyond the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Do we worship a concept
we cannot define
Do we dig for a treasure
that we’ll never find
Is the belief that it’s there,
enough to forge on
In perpetual failure,
no words to our song
Do we feel we’re the closest
when the bottom falls... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Prophesy,
that sphere beyond reason
Belief as its bridgework
—faith as its... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Time an illusion,
to make sense of reality
Reality an illusion,
to order and place
Order an illusion,
to all that’s a given
What’s given Divine
—indefinable... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The suddenness of desertion,
the emptiness of time
Abandoning each moment,
as clocks strike their chime
And wherego the hours,
once used and cast off
Are there auctions and markets
for each second that’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Tapping eternity,
time rendered still
Back looking forward
—never... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
A Poet’s ink…
more sacred
than a Martyr’s blood
Each word
divinely measured
—all time in glory... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Phrases string together,
letters front to back
Birds of the same feather,
in each other’s tracks
Marching toward transcendence,
words reformed and strong
Flocking into unison
—flying into... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
While bending the rules,
and strattling the line
I pushed every limit,
calling it mine
Tearing down fences,
defiantly proud
The direst warnings,
rebutted out loud
One last price to pay,
its ticket to stamp
Shadows concealing
my spiritual... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Once free of the body,
into the soul
Majestic reversal,
the minstrels have told
A crown made of virtue,
death in the past
Whose regal foretelling
—a message to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Modern thought…
a footnote to Plato
Enshrined in our memory
—recalled and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Short in stature,
long in fight,
the zealot stood his ground
The odds unfavored,
no end in sight,
victory still unfound
The daylight haunting,
the body count,
the field a sea of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
All of my life,
living for today
All of tomorrow,
living for tomorrow
None of my life,
living for yesterday
Lived as today
—as today was tomorrow
(Reading ‘The Portable Einstein,’ September,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
I’ve crawled through the logic,
but where’s the trap door
The one to escape through,
where there’s something more
I’ve labored with reason,
my notes here to show
Its path ever narrow,
restricting the flow
Epistemological
gods of my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Auditioning for myself
the lights went down
the sound amped up
my head turned round
Auditioning for myself
the handbill flew
into the seats
the chosen few
Auditioning for myself
last line unread
the words reborn
inside my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Prescribed philosophy…
medicine of the soul
Brainchild of the gods
—thoughts becoming... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
That unshared secret…
a crawlspace of denial
where shadows keep your heart at bay,
lonely all the while
To hide in darkened corners,
as falsehood lends its smile
your mind left cramped—all virtue tramped,
banished and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
I ran over
the edge of uncertainty
To convince you
of what I didn’t know
Falling into the abyss
of deception
Where the pretenders
and charlatans... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Physician heal thy body…
virtue heal thy soul
Wounds profane—blood reclaimed,
whose sutured truth is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Yes or no,
right or wrong,
their truth so far apart
Opinion
versus stated fact,
polarized and stark
To give
or sway conjecture,
in light of what is known
Weakness
in consensus lost
— black and white has... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
A painting will never love you back,
like a woman or a child
An opera may cause your heart to sing,
then leave you twice beguiled
Platonic zeal may fill the hours,
a pleasant... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Is knowledge just the memory
of what has gone before
Our current thoughts a window dress,
in search of something more
Are ideas in our DNA,
and cellular as such
Feelings lost within those thoughts,
wading through the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Without exception, throughout all time,
governments devolve
Aristocracy, the Philosopher King,
benign in his resolve
Timocracy, the city state,
landed and secure
The Oligarch, his army placed,
to rule in peace and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
‘You’ll never step in the same river twice,’
the future now the past
Motion the only constancy,
beyond all time to last
You will never see the mountain,
by staring in its face
Perspective shorn and vision torn,
its image out of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
What was,
became you
What will be,
becomes you
What could be,
belies you
What is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
I said yes,
you disagreed…
no longer to be friends
P.C. culture,
zero-sum,
misleading to the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
What versus why,
each millennium cries
Man on the run,
all truth in disguise
Modernity reels
from an ancient ideal
Until time the thief... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The knife edge of verse…
a verbal incision,
whose sharpness cuts both ways
Its blood groove runs heavy
with truth dripping free
—to mark the words... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Subject and Object,
who builds the bridge
From either perspective,
to laud or forgive
First person invective,
third person retort
The toll for each crossing
—forever... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Intention of action…
inaction pursues
Deflecting commitment,
with roadblocks infused
Intention of action…
step one and step three
Step two is the question
—of what comes to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
You dip your toe into poetry’s waters,
but never seem to get wet
Pretense showing, your measure unknowing,
the surface as good as it gets
Into the depths where fear leaves a shadow,
you stare with eyes... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The sum of all possibility,
true nature of our soul
To act upon or take flight from,
virtues to extol
What may or may not happen,
to inspire or pretend
The choice is ours, the will empowers
—to flee or to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
At what price, love,
the Angel’s sing
At what price, love,
the joy it brings
At what price, love,
our spirit’s rhyme
At what price, love
—the word... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Memories of the future,
dancing in my head
Recalling what will come to pass,
joyous and unread
Reflections yet to happen,
vivid they befall
Voices that still wait to sing
—calling me... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Some men are rich with a promise,
to others—millions are never enough
Fortune esteems what your vision can dream,
contentment elusive as... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Stealing my dignity in the name of love,
you took back all control
The past and future trading in place,
all memory untold
Stealing my dignity in the name of love,
child—father to the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Finding fault
with a vagrant poem,
its message left unclear
Falling short,
while aiming long,
to harken every ear
What’s left unsaid,
an unmade bed,
the sheets pulled down and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Dodging a bullet,
the PET Scan loomed large…
results both good and bad
“Nothing today
to worry about,”
but tomorrow left unclad
The moment secure,
the future unsure…
prognosis under... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Information…
answers
wrapped in questions,
warped in dimension
—to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
We die in the present,
but live in the past
Though the moment may claim us
—our memory to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Can our culture live on,
can its message be contained
Will an eagle looking down
see the joy or the pain
Will our heritage run deep,
like the river that flows
To an all-consuming delta,
and the life force who... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
I get along with
my father now,
better than when he was alive
The walls have dismantled,
the barriers down,
a clear vision to inside
The excuses we made,
a pride that forbade,
here buried in the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The older I get
the more I know,
everything starts as a prayer
The older I get
the more I’m indebted
to a voice that I can share
The older I get
the surer I am
that life begins and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Walking on His
good side,
each step was placed with care
My direction set,
intention met,
new words to light the air
Looking back
I said goodbye,
all strings there left untied
Hands firmly placed
in His embrace
—eternity... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Poetry…
my breath,
my life
Feelings
inhaled,
thoughts to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
So much lost…
so little gained
Prairies in judgment,
our destiny framed
So little gained
for what we lost
Spirits now orphaned
—tomorrow the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Our Father, life giving light,
Redeemer of the plains
Carry our offerings into your heart,
remember, we serve in your name
Spirit Redeemer, the mountains and hills,
distant and barren in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
We cannot eat lies
or feast on empty promises
No more than the bison,
starving in the desert sand
We cannot clothe our children
as we run from the Wasichus
Our teepees torn and freezing
amidst the winter... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Revisiting places,
a fresh pair of eyes
All time reimagined
—the how and the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
A watch is forever subservient
to time
As each day bows down
to the sun
Remeasuring infinity
from end to end
Orphaned between
—and left to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
If conflict is human,
is violence a game
The law of the jungle
by some other name
A mortal endeavor,
to choose when we fight
With nature in judgment
—the wrong from the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Imperfection keeps me fertile,
like the storm upon the plain
Measuring the distance,
of what’s lost and sometimes gained
With my thoughts I mark the hours,
left uncounted looking back
The choices made and prices paid
—endorsing what I... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
If reality is meant to change,
Buddhists may be right
The stops and starts of wasted dreams,
to bury in the night
With truth in self-denial,
our awareness springs and grows
The burdens of all conscious thought,
released—once letting... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Cheating death…
the myth we tell
—when life seems all the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
My door is made of solid bronze
but doesn’t have a lock
Patina’d with the stain of blood
from all the battles fought
It swings upon a rusted hinge
and creaks when open wide
To welcome back the future-past
the present safe... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
I know more things
than I can tell
The water deep
within my well
I wish for more
than hope can stand
Obeying Thee
—my heart... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
On a barstool
somewhere
in a lost America
with a stranger
who calls me friend
All options
dwindling
my fate in his hands
—and nearly at the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Logic destroys the natural state,
as order rules the day
To tag and label, weigh and chart,
reality at bay
A poet in the truest sense,
I fall outside the lines
Entropic freedom calling me
—to all that I might... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
When death came ‘a calling,’
again thus denied
The future remortgaged
—payment... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The white wing of the wind
blew down from tomorrow
Carrying a message of hope
—from beyond the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Caught within the membranes
of a lost tomorrow,
time stood still
No sound, no sight, no
fresh vibration,
as eternity... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Coming out of the shadows,
reality struck hard
Changing me forever
—leading me... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Don’t hate me if I struck a nerve,
a tear now yours to mend
The pain acute, denial slim
—too late to then... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Waiting for yesterday,
I stumbled into tomorrow
—and found my spirit... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
A creative adult,
a child who survived
New toys in the attic
—where time comes... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Only talking to each other,
academics expound
And sing to the choir
—no truth to be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Foreigner
to death
Alien
to mortality
Gateway
to transcendence
Angel
from... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
A bigger fish,
a smaller pond
A greater truth
alludes
The water shallow,
banks now void
Of fishermen... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Do you strive to be poetic,
while forgetting to be a poet
Your words when forced an epitaph
to what you never... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Lost within the folds
of my regret
Trapped between today
and tomorrow
Taking
what I could never give
Losing
what I had yet to... – by Kufrt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
I don’t want to be the one who shies away
and loves you less
I don’t want to be the one asleep
while you’re awake
I don’t want to be the keeper of secrets
you cannot share
I don’t want to be the one you miss
—until I’m... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The wingless eagle
went to the party of the owls
with his own wisdom
Intimidating the impostors
of the night
with his past glory
Exposing the shadows
of their dark indulgence
—with a killers... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Divorce not an option,
vows to remain
The altar enmired,
betrothal reclaimed
Children all lettered,
their offspring to spin
My nuptials enduring
—faithful... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Are you rapacious with your poetry,
avaricious in your verse
Covetous of those words you read,
jealous—maybe worse
Do your thoughts deceive with what you write,
does bad intention rule the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
At odds with myself,
those things you see
Eyes looking out
—feelings... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The furniture of my youth,
bed posts of desire
Armoire of a future wish
—hope chest of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Hiding in the middle class,
I made my way through life
Looking like I had it made,
no struggle and no strife
Others couldn’t see it,
as it metastasized inside
A terminal metamorphosis
—hidden from your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Standard bearer,
above the fray
Others follow,
trackless fields
Trailing echo’s,
dead and gone
Then tomorrow
—tomorrow... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Clothed in fraud,
his disguise supreme
Frightening listeners,
confusion schemed
His world inside,
a caldera waits
Armageddon trembling
—the hour... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Maintaining his distance,
Dylan felt safe
A musical drifter
not born for one place
His words once released,
to live on their own
The road calling windward
—far from his... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Bridging the gap…
hate falling away
Into the chasm,
fate tightens the stays
Forging two armies,
to now fight as one
Entreating their union
—Saint Michael has... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Looking down,
I’ve been so lucky
Looking up,
still more to know
Fortune smiles,
the road still open
Steeper yet
—but blessed to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
You once gave to me something,
you now want to take back
But its cord is umbilical,
my soul thus attached
The title to the future
in invisible ink
Bleeding free your reluctance
—inextricably... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Behind on my rent…
the door slamming behind
A beggar of memories,
doomed to remind
Last boxcar of hope
on a railway of dreams
From here to tomorrow
—trapped in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Betrothed within,
making love to ourselves
Pledging new vows,
to seal every tryst
Promises buried,
a marriage unseen
Wedding bells ring
—ever silent and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Chasing after the flame,
in spite of the heat
To bathe in the light
—everything else is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Decisions that last forever…
choices made every day
To commit with our hearts,
our heads in the wind
—the difference for Poets to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The first casualty of war…
truth
The last casualty of war…
death
Truth fighting death,
beginning to end
Questions unanswered
—gravestones... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
On the quietest of nights
I can now hear its roar
This current hides calmly
what fate has in store
Its crashing is consummate,
my drowning awaits
Last bend now approaching
—the hour grows... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
“Violence broke out again last night
in Gotham…
“No arrests have been... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Asking for support and not your agreement,
I looked into your eyes
Seeing rejection, a stare blank and cold,
all connection was untied
Words became hollow, our rose only thorns,
a new distance did we... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Has the future made a profit
by selling out your dreams
Marking up expectations,
closing out self esteem
Interest bearing hopes uncashed,
wishes in arrears
Creditors loom, the past foreclosed
—tomorrow paid in... – by Kurt Philip Behm, | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
If something isn’t true,
is it necessarily false
By the polarized abstraction,
are we blinded to recourse
In the either or equation
and the depths of zero sum
Is all meaning trapped forever
—inside this web we’ve... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Reaching down or
reaching up
Arms extended
—hearts to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Revisiting oceans I’ve sailed before,
my eyes now finally see
Their currents deeper but softer felt,
all doldrums blowing free
As friends I greet them no longer strange,
once passing in the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Hitchhiking along a highway
that runs inside my mind
Revisiting the roads I’d crossed
while skirting all the lines
My thumb held high and searching
for what eyes no longer see
Along this path that takes me home
—returning unto... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Being poor…
having no money
Conjoined,
yet not the same
Faith in the wind,
promises born
Wings free
—to be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Attack, attack…
leaving no room for fear
Charging ahead,
driving the past behind
Fate in a coma,
never really dead
Lying in wait
—for that final... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
You can only live
in the time you’re given
The past and the future,
a false consorting
Looking inside and blinding
yourself
—to tomorrow and yesterday
The magic contained within
each fleeting moment
—until it’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Are you bigger in your absence
than your presence could command
Is your memory that much stronger
than your being when at hand
Does the legend of your fancy
stretch the truth of what you’d... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The right to remember,
the right to recall
The right to uncover,
the right to forestall
The right to nostalgia,
the right to look back
The right to remember
—the right to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Fear, the ghost of indecision
where darkness stalks each day
Confusion our ignoble master,
bewildered we fall prey
Terror caught in nightly doldrums,
the walls start closing in
As choices wait our will to answer
—or die this fate... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The thrill is gone, but its memory remains
in flashes that come in the night
The names have all changed, but faces stare back
forsaken, denied by the light
The thrill is gone, but its price still to pay
whose absence weighs heavy and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The bigotry of isolation,
prejudice of despair
The future in your rear window
—abandoned beyond... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
With distance in his voice,
he traveled on the wind
Guitar case for a saddle,
to ride each beckoning whim
A folk tale left untethered,
his melody to claim
Each song an affirmation
—his legend to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Paying the price for a life ill lived,
my spirit torn and scarred
Those things undone, weigh heavy now,
old choices prey and mar
I thought the past behind me sure,
alas, naivete
Each memory loose to track and hunt
—tomorrow’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Moments of clarity stop the clock,
but time rolls on and on
Unrecorded, to stay embedded
in each wish unfulfilled
Tranquilizing the fleeting doubt
that truancy sets free
Returning with the future claimed
—to liberate the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Markets are strong
as bridges crumble
Dividends fly
while highways collapse
Earnings per share
define false adoration
Gift wrapping burns
—on the last empty... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Sitting neither left nor right
but on the different side of things
Polarity drifts off
like the ending note in a forgotten song
The past and future saying
one final and lasting goodbye
As time becomes a wandering orphan
—and the moment set... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Those who betray their dreams
are forever old
Living between denial
—and what might have... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Will you be the hero
within your own story
Will you marry the present,
dating the future and past
Will your legacy document
your truest intention
Or falsely imply
words... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Science…
explaining away the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
With nothing to offer
but my own confusion,
I wandered through the night
Holding you close
while letting you go,
a darker prophecy claimed the light
The end came too soon,
the beginning was dead,
all connection torn and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Redefining the past
for tomorrow
Memory’s promise
—reimagined... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Deafening thunder,
cries from down under
Voices of silence
—lost in the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
Name dropping success…
a first name basis with failure
Hope into the wind,
heartache on the approaching... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago |
The underside of dawn,
a promise ill remembered
Blue Hour turned to black
—as night devours... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Are the truly enlightened
able to endorse their success
Driven closer to the flame
—where heat blinds to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The future calls our name just once,
hello awaits goodbye
The past a veil to what’s been learned
—the truth wrapped in a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The past held victim
to the future
Each memory a shackle
in tomorrow’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The moments of these days…
the wheat from the chaff
Each choice confirmation
—the first from the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The greatest times
are the one’s that surprise us
The greatest people
are the one’s who... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
What are we afraid of
if not ourselves
What are those shadows
that hover within
What do we know
beyond the joy and the pain
Where resonant voices
—start over... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Taking the reader
where alone he can’t go
Onramp to tomorrow
—new roads to be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
She only leaves me when it’s raining,
to wash away the pain
Clouds an ablution to her memories dark,
drowning a past refrain
She returns as the skies are clearing,
to dry inside my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I can’t cry anymore,
or mention your name
I can’t sleep through the night
with fury and shame
I can’t give anymore,
stakes gone from my claim
I can’t cry anymore
—tears salting the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The Art of Creating,
the Art of Living... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Disguising his attack,
concealing his intent,
deceit comes calling
as a friend
Smiling to your face,
fangs in your back,
the wolf approaching
as a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Poetry,
not read with the eyes
or listened to with the ears
—when spirited through the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
They just want to feel something…
the audience again new
They just want to escape time,
for a moment then, or two
They just want to know you care,
after what the past has cost
They just want you reaching out
—touching something that they’ve... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
And no summer came…
the calendar frozen, cold winds still in play
And no summer came…
the birds and the butterflies staying away
And no summer came…
expressions of love buried under the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Searching,
I look for words to free the song
The music,
already playing inside my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Monument Valley,
you whisper going through
HOPING IT WON’T HEAR
HOPING IT WON’T HEAR
Whatever you say
—never to be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If only my wishes
had come to me earlier
Much less than I settled for
—still more than I... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
What’s in a title,
what’s in a name
What does it matter,
praise—or to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Blue Collar—White Collar,
choking the same
Their difference endemic,
as time casts its... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Before success,
the work had more meaning
Before success,
with nothing to fear
Before success,
all floor and no ceiling
Before success
—the mirror was... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
How close can you get to the horizon,
how far can infinity feel
How near can you get to the distance,
that pulls, but then never... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Writing
pains my hand
—as it eases my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The rock,
stands against the wind
in centuries old calm
Counting the years until
our baptism,
sinking deeper still
Stoic to tell
lest we forget, engraved
on a hill of blinding sun
Of barefoot
painted dancers,
and children—future... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Monuments of distraction,
portals from hell
The gates, the temptation,
where the misguided dwell
Three dimensions the material,
where emptiness hides
The lions all roaring
from cages inside
The pathways worn smooth,
the comfort is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A Poet first,
long before the first word
Musings inherent
—crying to be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Give me back my kidnapped youth,
distiller of the night
Return the sun from whence it’s gone,
expose this darkened fright
Give me back the future-past,
all memory on the run
Return those days once sold unborn
—to where my joy has... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The prostrate lizard,
hated savior,
crawls the crooked road to the city
Figures, sinking with the light,
bending your prayers
—watching the sun
Light retreats
as shadows leave,
emptying space for a new... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The top of the mountain
—how do you spell... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Everyone’s life is tragic,
but who calls out the score
The Jester or the Hangman,
the Undertaker sure
Everyone’s nights are haunted,
when sleeping with the Muse
Each dream a wanton barter
—your memories to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Jazz without melody,
an arm with no hand
A heart without blood
—a sea with no... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
An army of lions…
led by a lamb
An army of sheep…
led by a lion
The fangs out in front
first bite is the deepest
A wound more than fatal
—destruction... – by kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Whispers before me,
echoes behind
Voices portending,
words to remind
Sleepless imprisoned,
nights linger on
Shadows approaching
—memory... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
When you’re out of options
—it’s no time to make a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I’ll rue the day,
I can’t write angry
I’ll rue the day,
not alone with myself
I’ll rue the day,
the questions all answered
I’ll rue the day,
thoughts no longer... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Through the bedroom window
in my Grandmother’s house,
shone three lights—far off and red
Vertically stacked,
representing the distance,
to a young boy fast in bed
A distance that I
was born to travel,
my hopes as then... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Fear is a thief stealing into the future,
the past its lot to pawn
A larcenous demon that hides in the night,
from the gallant, intrepid—and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Every second, an infinity
happens
... in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The sentence was death, terminally sure,
to pack my bags, adieu
As reds have never looked so red,
and greens, the greenest hue
The wine the sweetest on my tongue,
as birds sing sweeter... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The light gets richer
approaching the end
Warmth trumping distance
—goodbye an old... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A question unanswered,
a wish unfulfilled
A moment left fleeting,
to wander until
A maiden unmarried,
a tryst never made
A lover in armor,
a husband forbade
A day left to dwindle,
the twilight to roam
A promise indentured,
enslaved and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is this life we live,
the life we know,
really death
from another plane
Is the hurt we suffer,
and the struggle we bear,
the result
of another realm
Are the visions we see,
and the insights unnamed,
but a window
into that... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A dark cloud swept o’er me today,
and visited but couldn’t stay
It tried to blow my voice away,
but stronger winds then had their say
Poisoning rains lay overhead,
whose black veil lifts in mornings... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Married to a doctrine
—divorced from the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Writers
treading water
—the sound of the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Whisking away tomorrow in a velvety breath
—to write once... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The country was turbulent on TV,
but not in Iowa
The ‘Times Were A Changing’ for most to see,
but not in Iowa
There was more to sound than snippets or bites,
back then in Iowa
Each voice was heard when spoken and free,
back then in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Three in one,
prophetic comes
One for all,
each heart enthralled
Confusion proffered,
diffusion reigns
Salvation offered
—all reason... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Turning down every invitation…
the invitations stopped
Ensuring the freedom I always craved,
alone inside my thoughts
Misunderstood and misrepresented,
my feelings misconstrued
And needing to live within myself
—no enmity toward... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
We live,
have lived,
and always will
—live in troubled... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
What’s written in the past,
the shadows capture
Those words saved for tomorrow,
fantasy
But what I write today,
to live forever
Alive unto itself
—time’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Walking with giants,
each step getting bigger
The miles—the millennia,
the search... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The stairway to God
is music
Each step a string
on the Angel’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
In days of fancy,
you cared for me
In days of challenge,
I cared for you
In twilight moments,
our love renewed
In night’s betrothal
—our wishes... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
When you become a victim,
the hunter turns to prey
And the wolves now beckoned... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
As an artist,
you go where art takes you
As a writer
—you become the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The Gypsy jumped from car to car,
never getting off the train
In Davenport through morning fog,
the old town looked the same
The prairies waited in the dark,
the Rockies far beyond
In Denver’s wind he heard the words
to an oft-forgotten... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Running in circles,
spinning in place
Everywhere at once
—nowhere at... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I abhor…
bigotry,
dishonesty,
hate and
disloyalty,
bias
and jealousy,
misogyny
and tyranny
But more than anything
I hate weakness in all its forms,
cowardice being the most destructive,
which allows all of the things I abhor…
to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Ships pass in the dark,
so near yet so far
A hair’s breadth away
—eternity... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
For those who will listen,
and those who can hear
For those it will matter
—your words to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You have to be naked
inside a Poem
Exposed in its limelight,
a baby new born
Starving the doubt
by feeding the fear
Everything revealed
—your back to the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
For those who will listen,
and those who can hear
For those it will matter
—your words to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
There’s a power that only certain women have,
a force beyond words to describe
Where your breath is frozen, and your eyes are locked,
with every move freeing her... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Youth,
the perception
—of what time throws... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You won’t get better
with age
Or turn more experience
into a higher art
By heading back down,
never reaching the apex
To where you first started
—your eyes turned... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
One last day to suffer,
as silence endures
One new day engendered,
to motion toward
A musical seamstress,
to stitch me back whole
A lyrical consort,
inscribed to behold
Each word as my seed,
to lay fertile the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
America’s greatness…
we don’t have to agree
In freedom of dissension,
a strong harmony
Each voice draws a bowstring
whose arrow flies high
Carrying a message
—that liberty... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Elegant grunge…
the Rolling... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
“Once you’ve financed your passion
—it’s time to quit... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Time…
our most precious consumable
Buying each footstep
—lace on the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Unliving your memory
—unbreaking my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Painting with words,
poetry my canvas
Hanging through the ages
—signed with my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Don’t pick it up
if you can’t put it down
A little bit pregnant
—the world turned... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Folding words into
a feeling
The permanence was
addictive
The creases
redefining
And the transcendence... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Living right,
death of no concern
Dying right
—life begins... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
‘Wana Hin Gle’ the Lakota call me,
‘Wana Hin Gle’ my given name
‘He Who Happens Now,’ the drum beat has found me,
reaching into this moment beyond glory and fame
As ‘Wana Hin Gle,’ my spirit has wandered,
as ‘Wana Hin Gle,’ my ancestors call
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Never writing to make the words pretty,
but the thoughts pure
Each breath a moment of time’s demise
—tomorrow... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
When man came out
of nature's womb
—God was... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Artists reach beyond themselves,
to be more than who they are
The journey never at an end,
nor ever near—but... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Who’re you really” the Sage asked again,
that look upon his face
“It depends on who I’m looking at,”
I said, his eyes now glazed
“I’m never just one thing as you’ve heard often
in my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I don’t remember where I was,
when the Earth became my lover
Surrendering herself to me,
enticing all endeavor
Canyon Walls and Glacial Cliffs,
whose depths and heights I wander
Memory folding in upon itself,
my heart immersed in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The eggs had been colored,
and scattered about
The baskets were hidden,
the children to shout…
“Was he here mom, was he here?”
they yell from upstairs
“Come down and find out,”
she says—nary a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Return to the sky,
our moon, Bakunawa
Masked Haliya has been called,
the tree circled again
Balyana is dancing,
the heaven’s in darkness
By the goddess of moonlight
—you’re condemned to the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Social Distancing not so strange,
I’ve been doing it for years
The world a feelings length away,
old lovers left in tears
I shared what I shared early,
with my short pants not yet off
Trusting in my family first,
I learned—but Oh the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Fighting against you, attacking with words,
hatred my weapon inscribed
Fountains of blood each chapter exudes,
keeping you distant—forever... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Why try to write like somebody else,
by others passion driven
A watered down copy, trespassing free,
to alien words you’re smitten
A copycat artist who mimics the sounds,
your voice a toast... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I would look through the window at feeble old men
and secretly smirk
and secretly pity
Now the window looks back and its message is clear
that old man is you
and the picture’s not... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Divorced from my shadow,
estranged from the words
My heart to philander
—new innocence... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The lungs don’t work
—when the heart is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
There’s a clarity that comes with age,
confusion on the run
The light much brighter deep inside,
no writing on the come
My youth endeavors, drifting lines,
those hedges where I’d hide
Have all been trimmed or taken down,
left nothing to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Some words forever born inclined,
others bred in shadows
Verse conceived and left unread
—to wander lost and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The writing,
compensates itself
in the writer
Every word
an inheritance,
each phrase... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Remembering the present,
forgetting the past
Turning into the other
—the moment... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I wandered among the springtime trees,
and in the stillness they reached out
To touch each feeling within my heart,
giving cover to my doubt
My life sequestered as I walk alone,
past memories deeply... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Raping the sky of its luster,
a new darkness began to imbue
Draining the ocean—taking its salt,
a pillar for Edith renewed
Shearing the top off the mountain,
its crater to hemorrhage and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The Genie-us crawled silently out of the old clock,
and climbed up the bookshelves at night
The Genie-us then read from the pages forbidden,
feeling shame with a lusty... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The Genie-us crawled silently out of the old clock,
and climbed up the bookshelves at night
The Genie-us then tore out the forbidden pages,
feeling shame with his lusty... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Did you baptize the moment,
did you remake the night
Did you give truth a name,
did your secrets escape
Did you forever divide,
leaving zero to burn
Did you dance through the flames
—to the edge of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Ambient poetry,
truth on the vine
Words of the moment
—vintage... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
How real can you be…
how prescient can you become
How long can the moment last
—to choose or to then... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
In adolescence he created
the myth
That untamed
—devoured... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Thoughts inflame as feelings stir,
words simmering yet to boil
Unspoken sparks drift through the night,
a pyre still to fan
As heat restores the human soul,
all prodigals return
With hope to melt the frozen dawn,
and free the Poet's... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Climbing each rung of the rotting ladder,
my wishes snapped one by one
The beanstalk looming high above,
its vines blocked out the sun
Grounding my desires and aspirations,
like a bird with broken... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The world your editor,
each season your pen
Heartache your publisher,
verse to amend
Days left to punctuate,
nights misconstrued
Memory the binding
—time as the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
As my body stoops with age,
youth lulls upon the page
Where words forever young,
cry willful to be sung
As daylight quickly passes,
I greet night a friend at last
With memories deeply grained
—reborn in verse... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Only a Poet
can stab time in the heart,
to bleed free and eternal
—only a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Are you happy spreading misery,
distrust what you embrace
More joyful when the skies are dark,
than bright on sunny days
Is truth a tool you wield and fling,
a weapon in your hand
Love what looms and threatens most,
to never... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
He went in for a six-pack,
and came out with a smile
His heart reawakened,
the old lady—a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
How lucky you are…
to be a Poet
The window to tomorrow
left open
All tracks into the past
—to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Tears from a straw,
heartache from a tumbler
Ice from a memory
—fire from my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Squandering what you
never had
And what you’ll never ... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Dying alone on foreign ground,
death gripped his blessed hand
Raging hard across the pond,
Manhattan, his last stand
An oak to fall on alien soil,
all seeds to heaven thrown
His words cast free into the dark,
that ‘Good Night’ now his... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The Poet’s real enemy
is time
Alone to struggle
—moments to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The world sneezed,
the demon danced
—the music stopped in time
The world coughed,
the demon choked
—millions now entwined
The world hid,
the demon searched
—new victims running low
The world rose,
the demon dead
—nowhere left to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Rat-a-tat, Rat-a tat-tat,
the mice crawl through the walls
You hear them best when lights are low,
the cat still yet to call
Rat-a-tat, Rat-a-tat-tat,
straight up and overhead
The world they know—the world you know,
conjoined but never... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Refusing to ever
say hello
The coward says... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Putting up the white flag,
laying down my gun
Turning my back on fantasy,
projects left undone
Unlike other enemies,
she’s neither front nor back
But lives where only she can go,
where color turns to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Ovarian, Breast, Pancreatic, or Lung…
there’s a look that is shared the same
And staring straight into the eyes of time,
all promises gone and reclaimed
Each moment borrowed and leased from your fear,
the walls crashing one by... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is someone profiting on your wishes and dreams,
renaming your parade
Like a thief in the night they steal every wish,
their own life at best a charade
Is someone else cashing the check you just wrote,
to pay for their larcenous... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Weaver of dreams,
caretaker of the word
Orator of the heart
—steward of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Always is a long, long time,
today is longer still
The beginning of what can never end,
consciousness distills
Tomorrow is the shortest time,
when looked at from today
And yesterday no time at all,
whose notion drifts... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The artist dies again and again,
but his art does not
Bringing new life to the ages,
turning his back on time
The artist cannot last,
but his genius can
Living inside the spirit
—of what death... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Off in the distance,
he was whispering my name
What started as a rumor,
audible and plain
My parking meter empty,
the hour glass had run
What life only borrowed,
reclaimed—the devil’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
It was the 3rd day of the battle,
and thousands lay dying or dead
Lining the edge of the smoke and chaos,
the roses and daisies were spread
The screams in the night were ungodly,
sounds of cannon fire ruling the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Are you hiding inside your writing,
making it impossible to see what you mean
Camouflaged words based on muddled intent,
to confound, confuse, or mislead
Is it cryptic or gibberish in nature,
your attempt to impress with your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Dying is a wild night
and a new road”
Then
Darkness is passion untamed
—on a highway to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
What every man would like to say,
and every woman like to hear
What every moment would then embrace
—released to so... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Past moments segmented euphoric,
notebook in the back of my jeans”
It used to be a pocketed feeling,
today it’s the air that I breathe
They used to visit when I would invite them,
now they’re my shadow... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The incarnation of silence,
sound without tone
Words embody in the night
—crying to be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If you live long enough…
those things you missed
will again return
No longer wrapped
in layers of disguise
But flying on spirit wings
the Archangels have endowed
Bequeathed
to the morning’s sunrise
—your exiting... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The imagery of experience,
the magic of verse
Each word bought and paid for
—to bless or to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You can’t argue or reason
your way
into transcendence
Sinking deeper
with each formula drawn
—and truism... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The drum beat of eternity
—keeper of the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
When the spirit listens
—the heart... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I chased my selves
down the hallway tonight,
and called them both by name
They stopped and wavered
before looking away,
turning their backs again
Subliminal
gravity captured the space,
attraction thrice... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The night a killer with retinas that burn,
all verses running mad
Fists of silence coming out of the dark,
opening up to grab
Fingers choking the last vocal chord,
strangulation by... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Standing alone
on the altar’s first step,
apprenticeship dethroned
Indentured anew,
my eyes turn inward,
disarmed, but not disowned
A quarter to forever
in the distance ahead,
blank meadows still to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Give it back to the night,
give it back to the day
Give it back to the moment,
where time goes to pray
Give it back to the future,
give it back to the past
Give it up to the present
—forever to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Words of malice, curses flamed,
hiding in the past
No license needed to hunt through time
—the present armed en... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
In the end…
all we have left
is the music
And music,
will be
more than... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Poetry and Political Correctness
—the ultimate... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
With eyes that see and ears that hear,
but hearts that look away
Each child unkept—all life bereft,
to rue these mournful... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The Country Club of walking death,
calls out across the ferns
The 1st hole starts with pain unmatched,
its traps to flame and burn
The 9th hole calls you back to life,
just to send you down... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Joni said…
“If I tell you what the song is about,
it won’t be about you... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Debiting the bank of time
—your dream my breath... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
God made me a man…
the devil a poet
To argue with the Almighty
of his methods and plan
God made me a mortal,
but divinely inspired
Two feet on the ground
—flaming the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A river is but a witness,
to what lay along its banks
Carrying forth transcendent dreams,
flowing stillness, giving thanks
A river travels onward,
while buried in its wake
The current freeing motion’s form
—offering... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Can you remember the present,
or only the past
And what of the future,
clairvoyant at last
Are the walls artificial
and the boundaries lame
Is time only mental
—perception to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You can’t go back
—to where you’ve never... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Today, I fed a horse still wild,
and asked him with my rhyme
To blaze the silver meteor’s trail,
to where the words collide
I filled him with one final verse,
to sharpen my refrain
And mounted for that one last ride
—to go back home... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Clear the decks
and set the helm
A storm approaches,
hatches closed
Drop the main
and raise the jib
The anchor’s gone
—our fate to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Passing through its own reflection,
eternity is beauty
—and beauty is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Are you the latest one I’ve left alone,
heart Shanghaied—no goodbye
Are you wondering why as questions loom,
the answers high and dry
Were you sure you’d be the only one,
to wade misfortune’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
There’s just a set number
of poems to write
And writing the last,
I’m done
To die but alone,
with my words as the pall
Breathless verses
—left... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The past is but a distant flame,
with reasons there disowned
Where fire burns in effigy,
to singe that falsely known
The ages but a candle dim,
its wick burned to the quick
As torches rage from deep within
—all time a kindling... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Beyond comparison,
they rise when we fall
Uniquely divergent,
to impale and enthrall
No reference or genre,
descriptions confound
Bowie and Jagger
—alone in the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Hanging like a scapular,
your memory haunts my dreams
You clothe my thoughts in joyous warmth,
my lonely voice to scream…
“I live inside your shadowed love,
afraid new suns will... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I put a saddle on the wind,
and rode it through the storm
The bridle placed, the buckled cinch,
the reins, my horse reborn
Inside each stirrup passion spurs,
the present now in hand
Behind whose mane I charge within
—in search of who I... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Clothing the world
in hate and destruction
Shame is the loom
that weaves... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The bike broke down,
my money gone,
Beale Street calling
—Memphis in my dreams
The diner’s empty,
last quarter found,
the jukebox playing
—Memphis in my dreams
The waitress smiles,
she’s off at six,
her place a walk
—Memphis in my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The Sage cried out these final words
as he rose from where he sat…
“There’s nothing beyond everything
—and everything beyond... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
All you can be is all you can be,”
damning with faint praise
A lover, not a girl to wed
—left hand falsely... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Blood is thicker than water,
what we had thicker than blood”
All wounds long healed by memory’s salve,
divined from up above
Our bonding copper wire,
wrapped round a thousand... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Do you wilt in someone
else’s shadow
Do you fawn in someone
else’s praise
Do you rise in someone
else’s dawn
Do you fly with someone
else’s wings
Can you break the chains
that hold you
Can you smash the mirror
of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Reading poetry to enhance your own,
beguiling
at the least
An intention maybe well inclined,
but it’s bread
without the yeast
Only fire and ice can make the Bard,
to burn and melt... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is a poem ever really done,
can the last word not begin
The Angels voting lines impearled
each phrase into a hymn
Is a poem ever given back,
to whom the words behold
Each letter turned into a string,
—a harp of heaven’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Writing outside the body,
in the control room of the mind
The blueprints of our D.N.A.,
left for me to find
The root cause of the madness,
‘where thoughts and feelings meet’
No blood yet spilled, no demons killed,
free will lay sound... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Moments in the present,
hours in the past,
wishes in the future
—none of them to last
Seduction by the penny,
heartbreak by the pound,
rivers flowing memory
—waterfalls... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Who you are
and
What you are
and
Where your are
and
When you are
is
Why you are
and
All you are
and
All you are
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
To love, to hate,
fruition waits
Which mood describes,
which mood defies
Those things you feel,
those things you say
Before tomorrow
—beyond... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Will you die,
pretending to be someone you’re not
Will you live,
defending that someone you are
Will you remember
the last thing you tried to forget
Will you return
—to begin a new ending... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
My words are a saxophone,
my phrases a drum
My stanzas a keyboard,
my rhyming a gun
The Muse is my bullet,
the readers a shield
The darkness my target
—its bullseye... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The Wicked Flee When None Pursueth,”
proverbs tells us so
The righteous stay in judgment’s light,
to harvest what’s been sown
Those prodigal delinquent souls,
that life has cast... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Letter to letter once estranged,
they mate in open air
Copulants of a thought unloved,
vowels conceived in pairs
An alphabetic orgy,
the first word falls in place
Darkness changing into light
—all silence to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Does memory store from front to back,
or more like side to side
Do childhood dreams seem closer now,
than yesterdays goodbye
Does memory scorn all month and year,
a dimension of its own
Remembering best what matters most
—defying time... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is the fire escape of love
still open
does it go both up and down
will it rescue you from the flames
of possession
promising only exit
never refuge from the heat
Is the iron railing molten
as you step out on the landing
is the air too hot to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I know what you are,
but only you know who that is
I know what you said,
but only you know what that means
I know how it looks,
but only you know how it feels
I know when you’re missing
—but only you know when you’re... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Running from everywhere,
nowhere to go
Your mask in place
—forever... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The enemy of my enemy
—masquerading as my... – by kurt philip behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Wiping the tears from eternity’s past,
placing the future on ice
New memories lie frozen, suspended in time
—to melt with each morning’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I don’t believe in Jesus,
I don’t believe in Buddha,
I don’t believe in Allah,
I don’t believe in Zeus
I don’t believe in Fairy Tales,
I don’t believe in Santa,
I don’t believe in Unicorns,
I don’t believe Dr.... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The wheel of life,
the wheel of death,
Involution breaks their hold
To turn our
consciousness inward
—and directly know the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Those who never take advice,
insist on preaching high
To offer wine that never aged
—from empty barrels... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Too craven to take his own advice,
he stumbled over time
A distant echo of what he proclaimed
—an alien... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I refuse to talk with bigots,
does that apply to you
And freely open up my mind,
to greet the world anew
Discriminatory and hateful barbs,
divide and tear apart
What poetry tries its best to mend,
inside an honest... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You filled my eyes to overflowing,
and quenched my thirsting heart
You poured your vision into my soul,
beatific to impart
All banks you flooded as dreams wade in,
and currents gently surge
My spirit safe within your flow,
re-baptized to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Tears well shed rewash our dreams
—of nightmares filled with... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Scientific theory,
modernity’s ego trip
Its pay grade maxed, its mirror cracked
—empirical... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The Universe,
imagination
God…
existence Thine
Each Soul,
His essence passing through
Individuality... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Keeping it to yourself,
while giving it away
Only poetry is split,
and structured this way
Keeping it to yourself,
then passing the torch
A deft oxymoron,
as light is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Where you stand tomorrow,
based on where you sit today
Your principles determined
by what you get
The ground below you moving,
feet shuffling back and forth
Saying this and saying that
—remembering to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I see someone I love,
in everyone I meet
The wellspring eternal
—its blessings... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I write prose so I can write poetry,
and poetry so I can write prose
Never prose that calls itself poetry
—or poetry that’s lost within... – by Kurt philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The next time I see you
—you better be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I hate Periods and like most Commas,
a Full Stop turns me off
Quotation Marks I can endure,
but Semi-colons not
I love a good Exclamation Point,
all Question Marks so so
But my favorite is the Em Dash
—replacing most of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Still looking for that lost back road…
a lifetime spent to find
The one that’s waiting just for me,
to travel it sublime
It leads to my beginning,
every twist and every bend
To take me back inside myself
—all travel there to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
No off position
on the genius switch
No light
to then burn out
No cracks to form
on Leonardo’s bronze
No Frazier Ali
rout
The expectations
stretch beyond
What humanity
can span
The eye of the needle,
the camel... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Only a Tiger will approach a Tiger,
Lions never do
To give him pause and make him think,
“What will this Tiger do”
All other beasts he rests cocksure,
a meal they will become
But faced with one of his own kind
—to stay or then to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Drunk in Barstow,
waiting for a waitress,
who gets off at 2:00 a.m.
The crap game cleaned me,
two bums on the pool table,
snoring like a train
Drunk in Barstow,
third time this month,
I just never seem to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Persuading you with
my verses
Never convincing you
with my yarn
Your heartstrings twist
in braided strands
To mend my spirit,
darned
All shouts have turned
to whispers
New melodies
resound
A phrase to dance
inside your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Some came home…
but never came back
Some came back…
but never came home
Caught between
forever
And what forever
—had... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
To be,
Or not to be
A Poet…
Who’s to say,
Who’s to know
—who’s to really... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Drunk in Barstow,
waiting for a waitress,
who’s working till 2:00 a.m.
The crap game cleaned me,
two bums on the pool table,
snoring louder than a train
Drunk in Barstow,
for the seventh time this month,
I just never seem to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The wound bleeds free
—that kills the angry... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If I could start back over fresh,
a songwriter I’d be
The words inside the music,
in joyful harmony
If I could greet the dawn again,
I’d pick up the guitar
And strum my way into the night
—toward that distant... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
God created distance,
so the wounded could go home
The searchers and the dreamers,
the ones born bound to roam
He then laid down the open plain,
below a towering sky
And set his voice into the wind
—for pilgrims such as... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If not in memory’s service,
do we still write the words
To leave the past unledgered
—and by token... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Silver lining,
pouch of gold
Last remittance,
past unsold
Blessing tendered,
pearl gateway plain
Fallen Angel
—redemption... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A truck driver passes through
a hole in the sky
His rig self inclusive,
his load staying dry
Eighteen wheels of redemption,
the manifest signed
Delivery as promised
—his docking... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Once I tell you what it means,
the cell walls isolate
Other meanings locked inside
—no hope of an... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Does your writing have a time stamp,
or an expiration date
Does it spoil in the open air,
does it falter at the gate
Will children still remember,
when they have grandchildren of their... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You left me before I found you,
never saying why
Your shadow my only memory
—on the threshold of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You never want to look your art
directly in the eye
For fear of having it look away
—you orphaned bye and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I’ve yet to meet two artists
who really like each other
The cobra and the mongoose,
locked in a mortal embrace
They say the same prayers,
as they swear the same allegiance
While hating what the other does
—and who the other... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Leaving nothing to his children but cowardly shame,
his back turned toward the light
His memory the captor of a traitorous scheme,
capitulating through the fight
His legacy broken, his endowment recalled,
his reputation scorched and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I carry deep inside myself,
a man once big and strong
Who stood alone against the wind,
that blew both right and wrong
I carry in my heart and mind,
those things that age inures
Reminding of what once was mine
—as memory... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Writing outside the audience,
applause means something more
Writing the words inherent,
oblivious to the score
Writing outside the audience,
and critical acclaim
Writing for time eternal
—Mariah calls your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Now, more than ever,
my thoughts regale,
the years as yeast,
new spirits rise
Now, more than ever,
my woods on fire,
old feelings simmer,
my breath to stoke
Now, more than ever,
I walk alone,
my words returning,
time... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
When I was young,
my edges raw,
my feelings open,
my thoughts my own
Now that I’m old,
those edges scarred,
those feelings transient
—those thoughts my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Forgetting to remember,
destiny sold
is eternity shamed
Forgetting to remember,
letters well placed
still call out your name
Forgetting to remember,
providence anointed
is innocence... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Sentenced to the future,
for those sins unpunished now
Caught inside a fatal moment
—breaking sacred... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The idea of God,
eternal, complete
The knowledge of God
—elusive at... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Suicide,
the death of the self
Consciousness martyred
—bathwater... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Richer than a platinum mountain,
more wealthy than a Sheik
The words I’m gifted lie bejeweled,
a fortune by their weight
No King or Titan, Earl endowed,
could match my treasured chest
Each word an ingot, phrase a bar
—my verse the Lord’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You speak to my spirit with logic,
I answer your mind from my soul
With words in two disparate languages,
our discourse to never be whole
Your left hemisphere sealed in a vacuum,
when my right hemisphere comes to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Buying into the future,
without mortgaging the past
Each day a new indemnity
—a present made to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A tumbleweed Poet,
Mariah’s delight
The wind for a mistress,
the future in flight
A rambling Sage
with a heart full of why
Forgetting the past
—this moment... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Destiny sold
—eternity... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
To children,
time is lost
The moment
set free
The instant
sublime
Joy
—the only... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Epistemic Humility,
the world adjusts its crown
Reality filtered through the lens
of who looks, when, and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I do and don’t believe in God,
at exactly the same time
A paradox like the Trinity,
an unwritten verse that rhymes
I feel him inside me with every step,
while knowing he’s not there
I carry his joy within my heart,
though reason not to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Not what’s written…
but what’s seen
and felt
—then... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
On the back side of deliverance,
our paths fated to cross
Your road going toward the light,
my direction all but lost
You stopped and turned toward me,
looking deeply in my eyes
Pity mixed with latent fear
—my fate so... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Designated driver,
your road to end at last
The choice was yours, mistake inured,
your future now your past
Designated driver,
those high beams in your eyes
A haunting name, the lasting blame
—that night your dreams... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
My ego lost virginity,
upon the critics throne
Pregnant with doubt ectopic,
its embryo disowned
With labored forced delivery,
and fetus left unsired
A chastised unwed mother
—giving birth to words... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
True poets are poets
before picking up a pen
True poets are poets
before opening their mouths
True poets are poets
before their words are enshrined
True poets are poets... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
To doubt what you doubt,
but know what you know
The difference inherent,
its fire aglow
To wish what you wish for,
but feel what you feel
Knowing and feeling
—those things that are... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Leaving behind excuses,
the reasons close at hand
No longer distracted by the ism’s of truth,
or what protocol demands
Living outside the fences,
no longer looking in
The horizon waiting as my dreams set sail
—safe harbor there... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
One brisk Saturday morn,
I left the house with glee
To find myself within the woods,
in perfect... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Staying up for three days
inside of one night,
the walls come crashing in
Compression imploding,
my mind exploding,
all memory suffering
Each hour like three,
as day becomes night,
the reaper at the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
An empty voice with naught to say,
a barrel hollow born
To spout and spew, pontificate,
a hairless sheep forlorn
With lines recopied, often stole,
released, his name to bear
A charlatan of spoken verse
—embezzled words to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
All passion enslaved to Aphrodite,
her chains beyond silver or gold
Where time will forever surrender,
to love—never purchased or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Damned when we do, damned when we don’t,
the end works out the same
As love demands its pound of flesh
—the lion never... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I dare you
not to read the words,
I double-dare you true
To live outside
a sentenced life
—your spirit... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Until you really love someone,
you don’t know what you’ll do
The old rules self-abated,
priorities renewed
Until you really love someone,
you won’t see past yourself
Your life upturned, your role reversed
—your soul to someone... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Patches on the quilt of life,
letters sew not rend
Memory darning time to time,
future warmth depends
Words left tattered, words that bind,
ragged breath portends
To stitch it once and have it last
—tomorrow on the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Like an exiting wind,
voices leave from within
As the feelings impart,
verbal memories embark
A last spoken refrain,
to escape unrestrained
As the sky opens wide
—Heaven's breath to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You’re desperately lost,
writing your way into the madness
Each word a false beacon,
your hopes to decry
You’re desperately lost,
searching the caves of your memory
Delusion the caretaker,
your verses to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
North Jersey woman,
South Jersey heat
Your past in abeyance
—dark memories to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Wishes from the mountaintop,
dreamers from beyond
Shadows in the wind
—trapped in memory’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
On a silver platter
of broken dreams
Your nature changes,
as death comes near
The buffet wanton,
a dessert of fright
Served incarnate
—café of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Waiting for time to catch its breath,
I wrote the words unheard
My verses most unwelcome
—the future... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Charging to the front,
my words stay behind,
an anchor in the drifting sand
To live past today,
to prod and remind
—what time unrequited... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Terminal poetry…
death by the word
Selling a heartbeat
for every breath
Giving up life
for each new phrase
Buried
—inside what’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Thy self a grand impostor,
what other people see
A bark that hides what fate ingrains,
a cover that deceives
It’s others held opinion,
that pulp you hide behind
Till lightning splits your trunk in two
—the roots left... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Arguing with the Muse,
spirit abused
Arguing with the Muse,
always refused
Arguing with the Muse,
soul to confuse
Arguing with the Muse
—destined to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
No matter what you say
No matter what you do
It only matters that you care
And one plus one leaves two
Proof beyond the pudding
Truth beyond the facts
Whose promise rises with the dawn
As love keeps coming... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I don’t write for you,
I write for me
To dream each dream,
in darkness freed
All gifts unwrapped,
my table set
My voice as spoken,
no regrets
I don’t speak for you,
I speak for me
The trails I’ve bloodied,
scars... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Nothing to believe in,
nothing to hold dear
No one to say what you can’t say,
the waters all but clear
Nothing to believe in,
and that includes yourself
You live in fear the truth will rise
—an iceberg your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I’ve made a veritable art form
out of ignoring others
Taken it to the highest level,
its crown made out of thorns
Turning my back and looking away,
denying their importance
A world where they do not exist
—no insult could hurt... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Painting with words,
sculpting with sound
Letters to dance
—spoken... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Masquerading in a church full of dreams,
all parishioners in their pews
The preacher straightens his mask and starts,
a sermon old renewed
Hellfire and brimstone come roaring out,
words to torch and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Admission of weakness,
beginning transcendence
The cry of an Angel
—a welcoming... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Writing my own ticket…
a coupon from the past
The numbers all decoded,
my gate approaching fast
Walking down the gangway,
my seat by fortune cast
The pilot sitting next to me
—the flight plan mine at... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Victim of format,
prisoner of rhyme
Inmate of vision
—exile... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Closeted belief…
atheist’s disguise
Slings and arrows,
boomerang’s surprise
Empty of graces,
desperate to fill
Shot through the heart
—their spirits to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If you could lock up three words
to keep forever,
that were yours and yours alone
What three would you choose
that were not ‘I Love You,’
your heart to save and own
Three magical words
to live within,
now yours forever... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Ordinary moments
for ordinary people,
living inside the dream
Like comfortable shoes,
a dog that won’t leave you,
treasures to esteem
Ordinary moments
for ordinary people,
the rest to scratch and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A gathering of Angels,
a welcoming hymn
Escape and deliverance
—call from... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I’m going to watch you die…
but before I do
I will foretell your story
The story of the White Bird
The Great Mystery
and the Silver Seed
The White Bird carries
in its talons
the Silver Seed of all... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Hammering the dark silence,
Thor bludgeons the night
Releasing with thunder
—a storm gods... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Clapton’s first three chords,
his last three chords,
my words have done the same
Verses once muddled,
distant and skewed,
now thunder down like rain
The syllables left
are short and pointed,
their edges razor... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Science…
mankind’s great attempt
—to become... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Full time poet,
part time novelist
Full time storyteller,
part time bard
The difference greater
than words will imply
Hemispheric divergence
—the why and the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Parenting is now a
full contact sport
No lines demarcated,
no rules to enforce
The children still babies,
the adults still kids
Diapering the future
—attached at the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Until you truly answer the question,
“Why do I write poetry”
You’ll never really wed the verse,
—your copyright... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
He asked her why she acted so,
her answer was “Why not”
He asked her why her mood was vile,
she said “That’s all I've got”
He asked her then about their love,
gone missing and in doubt
She answered back while looking down,
a whisper not a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Head unbowed,
heart impaled
Memory old,
Celtic tales
Allegiance sworn,
fealty burned
Voices call
—freedom... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If only genius could be contagious,
like chicken pox or flu
If only brilliance could be transferred,
like a bank draft overdue
If only insight could be replayed,
like a Mozart... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Nothing more defended
than the status quo
To protect and covet,
never let go
Attacked by outsiders,
heels to dig in
Rocking the boat
—water... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Dead to himself,
he stepped on the ice
Cracks beginning
to form
Transcendence rejected,
skating a path
In search of time
forlorn
Crossing each memory,
forgiveness in sight
Each step,
a weighted cost
Redemption melting,
all hope in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Leading from today
into the past
Present state of mind
destroyed
The future an orphan,
waiting disowned
Hell’s pathway
—to the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Counting spaces between the notes,
the music came alive
The melody deepened, the band on fire,
all bees had left the hive
Breathing in one fast refrain,
my lungs too full to stop
An Angel melts his pearl baton,
the Sirens blazing... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
He who cries the loudest,
suffers the most guilt
The eyes of destiny staring back
—the past with tears... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
When I got to Heaven,
God was gone
His desk cleaned out,
the Angels pawned
Not one scant sign,
he was ever there
Eviction notice,
pinned to his chair
My ride had left,
my ticket torn
No place to stay,
my hopes... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
In the company of Poets,
I make my bed
In the company of Poets,
I rest my head
In the company of Poets,
my dreams congeal
In the company of Poets,
my heart revealed
In the company of Poets,
my thoughts are... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Auditioning for life,
a one-act play
Rehearsing my part,
to leave or to stay
The audience waiting,
the stage has been set
Opening night,
my birth or my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I’m young enough
and old enough
And smart enough
and dumb enough
And rich enough
and poor enough
To laugh enough
and cry enough
But fast enough
and slow enough
To guess enough
and know enough
To take enough
and give... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Have I lived long enough,
have I said what I came to say
Is my spirit now to rest,
has the toll-way back been paid
Have I lived long enough,
being willful, righting wrongs
A last heartache twice forgiven
—one more smile before I’m... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Bad prose masquerading as poetry,
darkness posing as light
Words stacked on top of words uttered in vain
—narcissists... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Religion has too many givens,
the takeaways few, far between
Questioning ravaged, intelligence savaged
—the mind left to wander and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
My prose becoming painful,
poetry yet a joy
Explaining has deterred me,
rhyme a favorite toy
Sentences locked and muted,
as couplets run and play
New paragraphs unwritten
—as verse my heart does... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Embracing the myth,
I hide deep within
More Devil than Savior,
aboriginal sin
Excuses my sacraments,
grace bartered for lies
Judgment internal
—redemption... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
It hurt so much it robbed her soul,
and drove her cross the line
The men she knew, the men she loved,
the pain thought once sublime
The last man in, the last man out,
now done with men for... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I offered you everything;
you took it all
Leaving me nothing
—no last curtain... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Don’t you love her as she’s leaving,
her memory still in place
The times she lied, the times you cried,
vacant and displaced
Don’t you love her as she’s leaving,
the pain her mission bell
Tolling far into the distance
beyond heaven—beyond... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Pieces of immortality,
tinctures of rhyme
Living inside the moment
—wholly... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Wasting time,
life’s greatest pleasure
Wasting time,
life’s greatest pain
Wasting time,
beyond all measure
Wasting time
—bittersweet... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Sometimes,
you have to leave to come back
Sometimes,
the line needs to go slack
Sometimes,
the loss is more to be gained
Sometimes,
the past—twice... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Magic passes through you,
though never yours to own
Taking you beyond yourself
—gifted spell... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Fruitions seed is larger still,
get out your watering can
Fifty past one hundred years,
to shade what light began
Wisdom’s tree the hardest wood,
millennium to rise
Truth ingrained, its bark unstained
—transcendence once... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Embracing indecision,
abandonment confronts you
My branches sharp and pointed,
my roots all buried deep
I pity your reluctance,
as the forest casts you lonely
A single tree in meadows vast
—alone against the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If you say a man’s name,
he’s forever alive
Come hell or highwater,
the reasons abide
Losing someone’s greatness,
losing part of our own
Entombed in remembrance
—shared forever... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Everyone else has gotten off,
how long am I to stay?
The train unstationed, tender gone,
its engine writhed in pain
Did I miss my stop on the journey down?
“an express” the porter screamed
All light afire, ticket burnt
—satanic nightmare... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The air I breathe,
the blood that flows
The light that shines,
the voice that knows
The question asked,
the answer stoned
Tomorrow sold
—today on... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The devil in the details
—hell the final... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Poetry has no gender,
it seeks a higher line
Never selling out so cheaply
—as the masses would... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Cowardice often hides behind
intelligence
“Until the strong winds of conviction
—blow it... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If wishes were dreams
—eternity could... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The present in the future,
the future in the past
Each moment with a choice to make
—starting first or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
With time,
the beginning gets close to the end
With time,
I no longer need to pretend
With time,
the feelings stand on their own
With time,
the reasons are best left alone
With time,
the music alone mine to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
My voice is explicit…
“You will never know me”
But each word is my Judas
—exposed and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Verbal contracts…
commerce of indemnity
Trading intention
—marketplace... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
All pretenders drowning slow,
lungs to fill with every breath
Casted off amongst the waves,
nothing spoken to redress
Treading water, spewing lies,
legs to flail in wasted states
Choking from each word unsaid
—trailing death within my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
An arrow from the darkness…
rejection finds its mark
The sharpened edge of jealousy,
its point straight through the heart
The bow retracts in shamefulness,
its string left slack and loose
One shot was made, a cursed fate
—the devil laughs... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
My pen is like a blues riff,
not always on the note
I bend within the moment,
new feelings reach for hope
A eulogy remastered,
the fire that he fed
The Mojo dancing with the Muse,
Marine Band his to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Between his tent and his horse
—a man divines his... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
In its grip,
each bone to chafe and grind
All joints,
regifted vestibules of pain
Motion stalls,
as swelling wraps each limb
Sleep the angry victim
—time’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
In Spring I searched through rosy playgrounds fair,
and kept the meadows secret within my heart
To wed the summer’s final wish to fall surprise
—buried in the leaves of what tomorrow... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Finally hearing your own voice…
don’t ever, ever, ever
—edit it... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Knowing the answer,
excuses imbue
The right thing for others,
never following through
A feigned double standard,
the past in pursuit
Reckoning scheduled
—payment en... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Those living in Harlem
want to move to Midtown
The people in Midtown,
to the Upper West Side
The Upper West Side,
to the Long Island Shore
The Long Island Shore,
to Aspen or Vail
Aspen or Vail,
to the Champs... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
It wells up inside me,
but words will not come
I reach for them desperate,
the mood zero sum
My insides are shaking,
all peace is recalled
The rumblings foreboding,
complacency falls
My mind is locked down,
my speech has gone... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Collaborative Poetry…
give me a break
Words borrowed or lent,
the Muse to abate
What’s not in your memory,
what’s not in your soul
Can never be bartered, rented
—or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Poetic intention,
hiding in Prose
Misplaced and misspoken,
as every Bard knows
A narrative run on,
words littered about
Neither beauty nor truth
—masked in self... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
We are what we do;
we are what we say
As day becomes night,
and night becomes day
We are twice begotten;
we are twice betrayed
Forgiveness in hiding
—redemption... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Flying off the written page,
words leave their script behind
An inked stained palette of regret,
dark figures to remind
Voices soaring up and up,
released in open air
Imprisoned verses spoken free
—eternity to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Forty years shopworn yet still taut,
the past a seamstress rare
Her words reknitted, stitched and purled
—to dress a future... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The curse of public opinion,
feigned history of the truth
Generations of self interest,
freedom—time... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I’m a Poet
—I need no... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The rusting of years,
the flavor of time
Calling you back
—patina... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Rumors,
the carpet of deception
The threshold of hearsay... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Writing…
not the beginning of verse,
but the end
Grabbing life by the throat,
the birth of a thought
—whose story begins
Captive together,
they walk word by word
toward the jury
Scars and accolades,
joy and strife
—in sentenced... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Expressions of grief,
the eyes of a child
An ending in sight
—all nature... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Life’s an anthology…
death written once
The chapter elusive
—last page on the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The purity of surprise
—new moments set... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
This morning,
my body stopped in
to say goodbye
Thanking me
for the joy
Forgiving me
for the pain
Fading into
memory
—one last... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
No mountain more imposing
than an idea
No gun more deadly
than intent
No cruelty more powerful
than love
No lie more convincing
—than the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Killer of hope,
seasons of denial
Perdition in the wind
—damnation on... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Tis a witch out of season,
on the seventh day
And you hear reasons chanting,
while running away
from you
from you
In her brew stirs an answer,
where memories lay
And the last fancy dancer
burns, looking to play
with you
with... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A PhD in emotion and feel,
licentiate of what lives within
Professor of imagery, doctor of will,
a Saint with a penchant for sin
Explorer of evil with devils to hunt,
the fire burns liquid and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
With memory escaping,
you stare down the hall
From that place where you hang,
last nail in the wall
You once were a sovereign,
you used to be real
What death left in tribute
—your portrait... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
We’re born,
as we start dying
We change,
while remaining the same
We search,
neglecting to find
We return
—while leaving... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Locking up a feeling,
its key now mine to own
Flashing back a memory,
its reborn image shown
Wooing that one lover,
whose vow unbroken lasts
Time the evil mistress
—these timeless things... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
It’s easy to hide behind words,
with the truth left abandoned and stark
It’s easy to hide behind words,
with your feelings sharp pointed and dark
It’s easy to hide behind words,
when the emperor buys you new... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Once you had arms
that held me so tight
Once you had legs
that stood up for right
Once you had eyes
that could see in the dark
Once your strong hands
plotted courses to chart
Once we would walk
and the birds would... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Dying alone on foreign ground,
death grips his blessed hand
Never choosing time or place,
uncharted
—the Angels plan
An oak to fall on alien soil,
all seeds to heaven thrown
His words cast free to light the dark,
that ‘Good Night’
—now his... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I swallowed hard the feelings scorned,
to finish off my plate
But filled I was in sated form
a glutton postulate
I bit off more than I could chew,
with meat still on the bone
My stomach full of fiery barbs
—leftovers... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Religion in practice…
arms length from God
Close enough to see,
never to touch
Single lens focus,
vision for sale
Dogma as deity
—conscription at... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
To hide yourself in public,
and turn your back on fame
Choosing thence to be alone
—the fire without the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Eternally poetic,
terminally bound
Musing uncourted
—death for a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
In Newtonian Mechanics,
the future is the past
What lags behind, what sits ahead,
the Jester only laughs
A one for one relation,
its truth in bas-relief
The numbers hail, the numbers fail
—empirical... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A gold mine under a closed saloon,
empty bottle on the bar
While we wait and while we hope,
old memories travel far
Its sidewalks float with the summer rain,
nuggets rising through the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Particles in the void,
memories in the stream
Lovers in the mist
—time caught... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Science lays the trap,
enlightenment the bait
Tempting with its lies
—eternity a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
An unbridled affection for writing,
an unfettered attempt at the truth
An unbending rebut of excuses
—a Sage lost in the promise of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I pointed my nose into the wind,
my eyes along the skyline
Waiting for a signal,
the past to throw a bone
I placed my ear unto the ground,
listening for redemption
Tasting all the empty years,
bereft of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Reconnecting with the melody,
my life fell into place
Those pieces that were missing,
back home—a saving grace
That spot inside most empty,
the one I tried to hide
Music filled above the rim,
with joy—my heart... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Married to correctness,
divorced from the ideal
The truth becomes enigma,
veracity to steal
Facts bury in self interest,
the cheaters run and hide
All trysts a fated exercise
—philandering with... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Death to ethical morality…
—the secularization of the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
With words to seal my coffin shut,
I said my last goodbye
To journey down and re-reflect,
on what I said, and why
It’s quiet in my earthen grave,
no light to mark the time
My flesh to rot with bones exposed
—finality... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I bent my will into the wind,
a final last rebuttal
And felt it rage against my soul,
in anger that was total
I pressed again, and then again,
and waited for an answer
It blew back hard, and harder still,
its force a rabid... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A final remembrance,
stuck in the ground
an unspoken milepost,
lost to be found
Standing defiant,
with time as the judge
a marker abandoned
—memory... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
It’s all about being remembered,
a legacy deeper than blood
What death tries to steal, your words to reveal,
reborn
—on the wings of a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Old souls know about money,
and run from it more than the rest
They’ve witnessed the toll it exacts,
they’ve witnessed the joy it rejects
An old soul lives on a shoestring,
tied to something that money can’t... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A Poets gathering…
party of one
The darkness invited
—words zero... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
When you’ve been to the top of the mountain
—you can relive the view from... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Silence…
the channel to my stream
Thoughts…
the stream to my creek
Words…
the creek to my river
Music…
the river to my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You’ll never get to paradise,
by riding on a mule
You’ll never lose the Jester,
by acting like a fool
You’ll never shed the darkness,
by hiding from the light
You’ll never see beyond today
—entrapped in mirrored... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Before dying alone,
our choices define us
To love and be loved
—to care and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
He defeated his family…
this battle was won
The war still in doubt,
a General shunned
The casualties lingered,
fatalities mount
Old reasons to fester,
in spite of the count
His Grandmother’s death,
the last coup de... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I wish that I had cared enough,
to mention once or twice
That what I wanted now has changed,
old virtues turned to vice
The past left misbegotten,
and future long disclaimed
The present what I’m running from
—its hourglass in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If consciousness is emergent,
where is it emerging from
The dualists say… the naturalists say…
but answers just won’t come
As the blue hour seeds the dawn,
before the new arriving... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The journey kindled,
hopes ablaze,
a future now unseen
Moments of ecstacy,
moments of grief,
lost ashes inbetween
Cowling on fire,
time a slow burn,
the stationmaster... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The only way to escape the jungle
—is in self... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
It’s hard to ask the right questions,
their answers easier made
The hammer cocked, the truth in sight
—through crosshairs query... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Much of the time we’re faking it,
the airs we put on most false
Impressions made and set in jade,
green onions the main course
Our friends change out with stature,
as silver turns to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
My right brain writes the Poetry,
my left brain writes the Prose
Separate but together
—each voice the other... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Poetry in judgment,
condemner of expression
Poetry in judgment
—killer of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
He should have loved his children
more than himself
He should have shared his dreams
with somebody else
He should have left a trail
that a blind man could find
He should have been more than just
—one of a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The older I get,
the younger I become
Each word a rebirth
—my dreams to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I tried and tried to tell you,
but I was lost in mixed emotion
I tried to not offend your spirit,
as I wandered looking for a home
I tried to make you understand,
the hard edges would soon come... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Cars line the highways
with their broken life inhabitants,
coffined tributes to a last wish that got away,
android druids in mock procession
—racing toward the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is a promise left unspoken,
the breath that holds the key
Unlocking what the twilight brings
—till dawn can set us... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The best of Poets don’t explain,
their truth the readers judge
The best of Poets to remain,
what time will hate
—or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Without rhyme,
the words fade into the mist
Without rhyme,
the verse so begotten
Without rhyme,
all passages blow with the wind
Without rhyme
—so quickly... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
They say to forgive and forget…
in spite of the damage they’ve done
A blessing sublime, someone better than I,
could do both—I though neither... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The world is an oven
we live in
With each scorching,
its temperature grows
Unable to stop,
hands fall off the clock
Left roasting
—goose cooking... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is science the killer
of intuition
Can feelings so easily
be dispelled
The numbers unchained,
math murder proclaimed
Our souls and our spirits
—to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Academic Immune Deficiency,
the intellect under attack
Those powered to know, ivory towers enthroned,
dialectic—its meaning... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Humanities coin two sided,
on the front eternal life
On the back annihilation
—on its edge we balance... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
How many Poems must I write,
to set my spirit free
How many sunsets must I watch,
to win my souls reprieve
How many women must I love,
to make Delilah cry
How many visions must I chase
—to catch the last... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Writing not for current ears,
writing for a thousand years
Writing not for time undone,
writing for the zero-sum
Writing not for love or hate,
writing not to legislate
Writing neither first nor last,
writing for the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The tyranny of inspiration
—a whip cracking... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The jet fuel of perception
is fear
The reasoning behind logic
is doubt
The heartbeat of affection
is love
Their connection inherent
—marriage... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
(short version)
Science wants to father
—what nature mothers best
(long version)
Atoms in the void,
voices in the wind
Long to be connected,
where do we begin
Science wants to father,
what nature mothers... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Not in comparison
to anyone else
(and)
Not as a reference
to anything else
(neither)
Judging nor judged,
the music began
(being)
Uniquely created
—the essence of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
She brought flowers to the garden,
water to the pond
Fresh stripes to line the zebra’s back,
and melody to song
A background to the rising sun,
brush strokes to the paint
New breath to hold the baby’s laugh
—and love to cure the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If all ancient philosophy
is a footnote to Plato
Then all modern thought
—is a tribute to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You have two choices
in war…
Turn into a psychopath,
or suffer PTSD
Becoming the former,
may insure your survival
Suffering the latter
—and your world self... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is being open to fate,
a choice
Accepting tomorrow,
in lieu of today
A foretelling that still
can be acted upon
A remembrance
—the choosing at... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Language builds a place to stand,
inside our own cognition
Each word confirms what thought instills,
in psychic recognition
Are you the true informant,
about what’s inside your head
1st person self awareness frees
—a nature higher... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Consciousness can’t exist until you ponder…
‘what comes next’
Thinking outside the moment
—frees the verb inside the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is consciousness a sponge,
that ever expands
Is consciousness a vacuum,
where potential commands
Is consciousness a gateway,
to something beyond
Our mind and our spirit
—a fusion... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Degrees of freedom…
a chance for control
The will to measure
—what choices... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Can you talk of your experience,
or is language a gift recalled
Without a tribute, silence reigns
—you mute to Heaven’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I’m wed to my Poetry,
betrothed to the fire
Each word an incendiary,
burned to inspire
My voice the rekindling,
fueling the scream
The ashes my trousseau
—a smoldering... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is language the key to consciousness,
unlocking what we see and feel
Do words and thoughts when so defined
—make something other... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I’ve finally arrived at the point in the race,
where I reach for the baton
All up till now the moment served
—new life embarked... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Often, I have to challenge the words,
after they’re written
Often, I struggle to understand,
what the Muse is trying to say
Often, I have to cede the ground,
that buttresses my thinking
Often, the voices calling out
—are strangers to my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Like a moth to the flame we journey,
forever wondering why
Never knowing what but only where
—our destiny on... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Can imagination be taught,
or intuition defined
Can wishes be repackaged
as hope
Can children rekindle
a dream never fired
Can the past and future
reverse
Can what is and what isn’t,
forever be
Can a savior fall victim
to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Do our actions create
the reality we see
Do our eyes and our will
fashion what we believe
Is the dimension we look at,
the one we take in
Do our choices control
—what our senses... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Sketching with words,
the ink starts to run
My page self-invaded
—its image... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Are consciousness and memory linked,
if so to what degree
Do thoughts control what knowledge seeks,
does reflection hold the key
Remembering back through sense of self,
trying to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is consciousness emergent,
or de facto zero sum
Is what we know about ourselves,
a walk or more a run
A lion knows to chase a deer,
but not the reason why
The truth inherent in abstraction,
lost upon the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
To pierce through the surface,
none sharper than words
A vowel like a razor,
to shave undeterred
Each letter a saber,
that strikes to the heart
All phrases an arrow,
your will to impart
Once spoken, each edge
is eternally... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I did not create the Poetry…
the Poetry created me
Each word I wrote from heaven sent
—on wings to set me... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Don’t give away the best part of yourself
to structure
Don’t organize yourself into
spiritual oblivion
Keep the magic of the instant
close at hand
And the gateway to eternity
—will remain open and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Boring…
that thing most fatal to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Without shared values,
what can we do
Without shared values,
who can we be
The proof’s in the pudding,
the cream has gone sour
Our greatness now curdled
—our future most... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The left hemisphere believes in God,
the right hemisphere does not
That physical split within the brain,
what we are and what we’re not
Temptation and judgment at war with themselves,
all battles inner... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Consciousness…
foundation of the universe
Awareness set in motion
—building block of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The arrow of time,
fired over and over
Piercing our consciousness,
impaling our fear
Our bow staying drawn,
till the quiver is empty
Last feather to soar
—on eternity... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Living between the spaces,
of what never came to pass
The light rays self-divided,
the present from the past
Living within the moment,
no time to lose or gain
The choices made inversely
—in yes plus no... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
When I think back on all the times that were
—and weren’t
My mind rewrites the answers to the questions
—never asked
To set the time that’s left on fire
—in joyful hope
To rhyme the final ending line
—with one last... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
All discovery…
but one grand paradox
All reflection
—caught deeply there... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A history buried,
uncovered gold
Each memory mined
—and then... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Stranded on the island
of your professed beliefs
Anchored in the promise
of a new tomorrow
Each wave a stark reminder
of the choices that you made
Your faith inside a bottle
—the tide... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If Panpsychism were true
—what could ever be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The mind and body dualist,
his prison for a throne
Confusion reigns where consciousness walks,
where can it find a home
The soul the prize that matters,
the spirit up for grabs
Proximity defining its own lie,
positioning... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
With every new belief,
you have to let something go
Each thought self-entitled
—to reap what it... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Understanding too much,
feeling too little
Our being unbalanced
—and spirit... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
We make the beds we lie in
—to sleep or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Tripping over my shadow,
guilt darkened the night
The devil bespoken,
fear burning bright
Stepping into the darkness,
one chance to look back
Light shouting farewell
—as panic... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Self-preservation…
our most basic law
Suicide proving
—that free will... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Traveling the world in my mind,
ghosts linger behind
Traveling the world in my mind,
each flashback a sign
Traveling the world in my mind,
space harder to find
Traveling the world in my mind
—memories... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The visionary Poet,
blind to the word
Framing the consciousness
of a thousand lost days
Riding the emotion
of a memory set free
Escaping the entrapment
of description’s pretense
Vanishing in the mist
—like a rewoken... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The currency of time
—is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
In the information age,
we know too much about each other
Too much good and too much bad,
that sets our minds to wander
No longer touching what we once loved,
no longer finding what we once held in our arms
No longer listening to the sweet voice of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Stripped of his future,
outrunning his past
The doors locked within him
—first to the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Married to only what’s on the page,
each word I wedded
The cheers and accolades silenced,
my vow applauded
Spoken or read each line was reborn,
within the covers
That blanket the fore and after of time
—betrothed to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If lost in yourself,
there’s no need to be found
As the self-disenfranchised,
circle around
They question and lecture,
and spew out their grief
To lure you within,
their false broken... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Like wine,
Poets age with every year
Tattered labels stained,
vintners unclear
Bordeaux, Merlot, or Cabernet,
words mellow in the dark
Where time ferments a riper day
—its richness to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Nothing, is of great value
—when it replaces something... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
When the ages rock,
all divergence reverts to type
And time bows to the inner voice
—of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The persistence of memory
—the dilution of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Objective, Subjective,
which side of the coin
Will the story end up on,
its truth to purloin
“Dimensional borders”
the physicists scream
As life’s hidden fantasia
—plays out in a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The present once noted,
is really the past
A thirtieth of a second,
perception if fast
Most people are slower,
the flash that accepts
What our psyche affirms
—now gone and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
No power
can break a man’s grip
on his own throat
Or offer redemption
with belief... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Mountains make poor receptacles
for dreams
Oceans are better at that
The elevation reminding of all
that’s forbidden
Primordial—the higher you... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Most days writing filler,
the Muse to appease
The words poorly chosen,
no ace up my sleeve
Each phrase a fulfillment,
old promises made
With feelings in Limbo
—my pen to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Theoretically,
we die from the moment conceived
Functionally,
we die when beset with disease
That space in between…
the land of our dreams
Where spirit’s transform
—our souls to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
My life is a Poem,
not one chosen line
And travels within me,
each mountain I climb
It dwells symbiotic,
between body and soul
To hearten each moment
—keeping me... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Religion levels the playing field,
money replaced by hope
For those destitute with hills to climb
salvation—heaven’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
How many sunrises will I see,
how many poems will I write
How many Spring’s to then deceive
—until Autumn surrenders to Winter’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Death is not a failing
—only its... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
All history must we study,
but not enslave ourselves
As we forge on in tribute
—intrepid to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Are you lost inside nostalgia,
blinded by its call
Self convinced the past is king,
old romance to enthrall
The facts proclaim much different,
in science and the arts
Awareness of what we’ve become,
the most illusive... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A man can walk farther
than a horse can run
Fate not in the speed
—but in the distance zero... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
In the land of my once fallow youth,
old phrases bury deep
Where seeds of time regrow the rhyme
—their crop my soul to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The power of induction,
truth insecure
Foundations and principles,
whispered demure
We take that next leap
from uncertainties throne
To leverage our doubts
—from what’s presently... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The color of trouble
—the smell of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
We searched through the desert
for a welcoming sign
But the truth was a grave marker
—our fate so... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Can talking about things,
ever make them real
To describe and define,
what we then try to feel
A mirage of old theories,
their masks on display
Do ideas have substance
—beyond what we... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Outside the backdrop of the given world,
the emptiness fled
And deep in the recesses of what’s never to be,
contradiction fed
Far beyond meaning and stated intent,
all reasons turned to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Old memory written,
new words to a song
Forgotten, remembered
—sung once and then... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Intellectual hygiene…
the Poet declines
That dull antiseptic,
that deadens your mind
Once washed and then scrubbed,
the truth a charade
Academic consensus
—the Muse in her... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
An agreed upon history…
fables abound
To share in the memories,
what’s lost and then found
Our story rechristened,
linked moments in time
New legacy written
—in couplets of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Hiding behind his writing,
he went from day to day
Whispering memories from yesterday’s past,
the truth in disarray
Buried in moments now borrowed,
the clock running shorter than... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Seeing truth…
in the blindness of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A stitching of parables,
a weaving of psalms
Whether ancient or modern,
the truth plaited long
The story we tell,
with one pattern beset
A patchwork of tailors
—whose needles... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Hear what your eyes cannot see,
smell what your hands cannot touch
Taste what each moment unfolds
—love in the simplest of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Money’s most important purchase... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Punch me in the mouth…
don’t stab me in the back
The truth in play most clearly
—when honestly... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The borders of space
—where limits go to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
It’s not about Poetics,
but the meaning it involves
The meter, rhyme, and format,
just tools to then resolve
Great thoughts need little structure,
their light too bright to dim
By any academic mode
—that chokes the voice... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Caught up in the great “I don’t know,”
my mind refused to learn
Moving into the “Maybe so,”
my thoughts began to turn
Morphing through each “To and fro,”
the options marked my days
Spreading what was “Mine to sow”
—epiphany... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If space is not eternal,
what happens when space ends
Can we define what emptiness is,
its borders to portend
Is there a hidden permutation,
for what dimension has in store
With the end of all beginning
—infused with something... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is mathematics a pre-school for searchers,
quantum physics grades two through four
Is what we now hold as absolute truth,
just a stairway to something much more
Are the numbers and letters so basic,
like the oils in Leonardo’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Every battle has its heroes,
most will go unnamed
True glory in their willingness,
to shun all praise and fame
With minds and spirits unified,
their hearts steadfast and pure
All destiny within the fight
—they ask for nothing... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The spirit travels
where facts can’t go
Past the borders
of what’s to know
Equated speech,
its truth unrhymed
Dogmatic, to amend
in time
But freedom calls,
its voice impends
One last beginning
—that seeks no... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I love the isolation,
God help me but I do
Being alone inside my words,
neither old nor new
The rumbling of the moment,
the sound of distant drums
My eyes to close upon myself
—time now zero... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The bloody footsteps of man,
EXTINCTION
A different kind of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Consciousness is split in two,
the left side has a voice
The right side listens mute aware,
the left side has a choice
Two conscious beings inside one brain,
split left and right... – by Kurt P Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Faith is stronger than its outcome,
an end unto itself
Where souls enmire in hope afire
—to light the dream... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Disco burnout,
fever rampant erosion
Empty glances,
mirrored hollow drums
Bleeding, starving,
passive alertness
Madeup, putdown
—treadmill... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Will your writing change when death comes to call,
knowing it’s time for goodbye
Will each word become richer, each memory dear,
in the limited by and by
As finality beckons, will conviction resolve,
each day meaning more than the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Does life resemble a deck of cards,
shuffled back and forth
On brighter days with Ace’s high,
dark days the Joker’s curse
And what about that Wild Card,
that one you can’t be sure
If it will serve to win the day
—or fold your hand once... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Do you see yourself inside your dream,
or chasing close behind
Is your love unquestioned, given free,
or bartered, contract signed
Are your lyrics empty without applause,
audience on the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Each mind is a filter…
the wheat from the chaff
Each vision dissected,
to cry or to laugh
Each chance in the moment,
to live or to hide
Each reason a marker,
to vow or belie
Each leaf that has fallen,
the price that we’ve... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Do you have enough stories,
have you told enough tales
Is your life overflowing,
with a need to regale
Have the roses you’ve smelled,
lined your heart or your mind
Is the path that you’ve chosen,
ahead or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Many faiths,
one hope
Many questions,
one plea
Many voices,
one vow
Many wishes
—one... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Enlightenment…
where humanity and intelligence... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A jungle of circumstance…
preying on the silence
Each verse a whip to crack the dark
—and tame the angry... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Fans screamed,
the future cried
Freezing the moment,
truth underlies
Freedom on fire,
music bespoke
Silence irreverent
—voices of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Ability to free,
impossible to seize
The moment but on loan
past-future to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I write for the
aberrate visitor,
that stumbles upon my words
A buried shaft
for them to mine,
a voice that can be heard
Each poem baptized
as a child,
redemptions holy source
To comfort those
in pain and loss,
escape from their... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The miles I’ve walked,
the verses I’ve rhymed
The demons I’ve fought,
the mountains I’ve climbed
Each word as a sword,
its meaning a shield
To ward off the darkness
—and never to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Contradiction…
a mortal trap
Looking forward,
while looking back
Direction frozen,
a timeless clock
To chime above
—life’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Self awareness,
freedom’s chain
Mirrored judgment,
harbored pain
Descarte’s premise,
inside out
To know oneself
—eternal... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Rushing into the arms of time…
embracing eternity
Making love to the moment
—its destiny... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
It’s 2:00 a.m. in the darkness,
and I’m lost in who I am
The night little comfort against a dawn,
that waits for me again
It’s 2:00 a.m. in reflection,
the past chasing a future dream
All memory conjoined, controverted,
the morning—sight... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Victory is a song unwritten,
whose words beget the score
With truth in play, all time relayed,
past battles, future wars
Yesterday winless, tomorrow tied,
the moment zero sum
The hour prescient, each second dear
—glory still... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Be in awe of yourself,
ever struck with delight
Gift wrapping your thoughts,
in the goodness of life
Treasure the memories,
letting go of the pain
Releasing the wonder
—as Heaven... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
My eyes unleash upon the world before me,
where Heaven wrests all darkness from its reign
These sights my fortune gladly spent on freedom,
to rise and fall as sun and moon both... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Virtue when expressive,
deafens bad intention
Its voice to live beyond,
excuses and retort
A minstrel plays a song unsung,
as sages rise to dance
All words rephrased in lyric tones
—the devil mute and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A gentle fawn weeps
where God has taken a step
The forest his cathedral
—pathway to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Answering with phrases loaned…
a paradox recalled
The choices, nouns and pronouns,
all verbs to rise or fall
Old questions freed, all doubt besieged,
defined and then dethroned
The power in each chosen word,
to borrow—not to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is your greatness unendorsed
by godly symbols old and new
Is your strength contained and held within,
as broth begets the stew
Is your message clear with no defense,
either martial or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The heartache gone,
but still remembered
Its pain
—the shadow of my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Can knowledge surpass
a belief you hold true
Diametrically prescient
when thrust unto you
Is faith but the jailer
of transcendence restrained
With truth serving time
—in a captive... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Do you justify your own beliefs,
to force upon your will
Or skip instead the whole charade,
with truth left to distill
Do you wander aimless in the night,
in search of what you’ve lost
As darkened hallways call you back
—regret the only... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Woefully, the footlights dim,
the magic fades—the chorus grim
A curtain falls as memory fades,
the ending near—one last... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Running from themselves,
the shadows broke away
Light newly orphaned
with no endorsement
Tracks of remembrance,
forgotten and bare
Space filled with emptiness
—connection... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The Autumn Wind
leaves summer in denial
Winter’s invitation sent,
but yet unstamped
Memories through the trees,
fall distant, left untitled
That fate will name
—when springtime calls... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Respect for time,
Disdain for time,
The double edge
—the narrow... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A fresh diagnosis,
waiting to die
Time now unmortgaged,
foreclosure in sight
The documents present,
endorsement unsigned
Appraisal—reprisal,
the path freshly... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Genius…
beyond definition
—truth... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Dreaming in the shadows,
by the light of the moon
My feelings chasing words
—that can speak for us... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Mercurial freedom
Beyond sexuality
Love trumping weakness
—truth beyond... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
There’s a certain type of age
that can’t get old
Death caught within the road signs
of its bartered weakness
Where voices cry a fevered wish
to all who listen
And legends write their epitaphs
—on hearts... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I like hitchhiking
because it’s clean…
Its ending not restrained
by false beginnings
The future more indentured
than the past
With freedom wrapped inside
this very moment
Each car another chance
—to say... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Ironic…
what we forgive in our heroes
Their faults,
tragic badges of fame
Our glasses,
colored rose without brambles
Their legend
—sealed in myth beyond... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The wildness of nobility,
the fire before the storm
The question with many answers
—the substance within the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Religion is a license
—whose fee is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Apollo en garde,
my prose to re-verse
Where Swans freely sing
—the Raven in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Does loneliness strike when entering a new space,
that we choose, or is chosen for us
Is the isolation a door to where we must go,
a new portal, our spirits in flux
Is being alone the price that we pay,
breaking through, old walls to come... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Without hope,
condemned to desire
Without dreams
—all courtship is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Intellectual emotion,
emotional logic
Distinct, or one and the same
The mind seeks control,
the spirit rebels
In conflict—prescience... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
What once held me captive,
now sets me free
My wanderlust blowing away
The clouds and horizon,
that buttressed my world
Meld, as the night into day
Those words never chosen,
survive on their own
Verses dry, all wings taking... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You’re too smart,
to be so stupid
Too warm,
to be so cold
Too bright,
to be close minded
Too young
—to be so... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The blonde playing hopscotch
had a tattoo
In a collision of eras,
her ponytail flew
As innocence skipped,
the ink started to run
A bastardized image
—of time... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
To start at the front,
before the beginning
Just to finish arear
—in back of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
True palettes of nature,
our souls are reframed by difficult things
The hues growing darker
—forever to color the struggle... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Will there come a time,
not very far off
When all that you have
is what you believe
Will there come a time,
now closer than far
When what you believe
—is all that there... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Silence
—often the loudest voice of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If you live your life truly,
death walks close behind
There to whisper…
“Time is not on your side”
Your choice pending darkness,
to ignore or befriend
And embrace
—or forever to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I’ve lived just enough
to die instilled
My history paid
—all debts... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Pointing his thumb,
two feet close behind
Direction untethered,
new mountains to climb
Hitching tomorrow,
to yesterdays past
To ride in the present
—each moment to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The hidden Angels
of my unconscious mind
Their vision on fire
—all wings flying... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The ultimate indulgence…
blind acceptance
All standards rescinded
—all judgment... – by Kurt Phlip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You see a wall,
where I see a door
You are imprisoned,
I am implored
You spend your fortune
on relics that burn
I, but a beggar
—last verse heaven... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
There’s a voice inside that’s killing me,
slowly day by day
Each line I write, each word I speak
—is paid with time... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If absurdity
is the only reality
Time is the new servant
—to what lies... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I buried my memory
in yesterday’s sand
To live in the past
—beyond... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Alone,
without being lonely
In love,
with the air and the sky
In tune,
with those voices now calling
Released
—and forever to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Walking blind through the corridors
of his imagination
All vision was fleeting
—the truth... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Senses untamed,
spaces to reign
Bodies that die,
spirits to fly
Length or by width,
time is a myth
Dimension aground,
essence refound
Eyes looking forward,
eyes looking back
Eyes looking inward,
soul... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Labels…
crutch for the unenlightened
Support system
for the crippled... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Would you rather die
than be embarrassed
Rather destitute
than shamed
Would you rather set your heart on fire,
than barter out your name
Does your reputation matter,
will your legacy endear
Does what others think,
release the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I rode a painful trail,
because not doing so curtailed
Biting hard on Areion’s bit,
all else in life assailed
With blinders on I forged ahead,
whose route my will complied
Its ledges steep, all fear below
—my destiny... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The exhaustion of passion…
the beginning of wisdom”
A souls inner vision
—the true meaning of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Have you murdered the future
by destroying the past
The present to judge
—sentenced at... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is there a higher art
than Martial Art
To live or to die
—all wounds bleeding... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Wrestling with time,
an illusion supreme
Its trinity empiric,
three masks to deceive
Past, future, and present,
our dreams undefined
Outside of their stricture,
new presence unrhymed
Rejecting convention,
short sighted and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
What good is a poem,
if not to incent or inspire
Just flowering verbiage,
growing out of the mire
What comes from our verse,
if not truth yet released
Each word to enlighten
—in beacons of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Five thousand sermons,
one point of view
The message sole branded
—the damned in the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Explosion / Implosion,
caught in the din
Forces once pushing,
now pull from within
The physicist cries,
as the mockingbird calls
To see past tomorrow,
today in freefall
A binary motion
of polar... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
His words in transit,
world travel unleashed,
the world his page to run
Alone in his chair,
both here and then there
—the distance... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
There’s a haven beyond
all praise and blame,
where true writing can repose
All time on the run,
consensus lay shunned
—the truth neither friend nor... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Waiting for the world
to come round to him,
his words got stored away
Waiting for time
to admit its mistake,
the needle in the hay
Lying in wait
for a moment reborn,
distilled in silence... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Writing to a standard,
embattled in time,
his words both sparse and dire
All targets in sight,
his focus most dear,
new readers to inspire
His argument made,
with phrases reborn,
the verdict theirs to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Pushing his will against the status quo,
all time began to move
Scouring through each ominous lie,
veracity behooved
Giving with nothing left to give,
his soul turned inside... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Fighting his very nature,
conflict raging inside him again
Feelings demand what thoughts can’t command
—neither enemy nor... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Be somebody’s hero,
give more than you get
Reach for something bigger,
cast a wider net
Be somebody’s hero,
your name to live beyond
The casket and the headstone
—your memory left in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Democrats run on problems
they contrive
Republicans run on problems
they deny
One as bad as the other,
together much worse
As the status quo suffers
—awaiting the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
In her clouds of mystery,
souls recalled
Where voices cry out
—from Shangri... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Sometimes…
our greatest pleasure
is the absence of pain
As often…
the best thing that can happen
—is nothing at... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Can you see that it’s true,
but not prove what you know
A problem physicists
and philosophers share
Hints all around,
results to confound
As the questions unanswered... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Popular music,
and popular verse
Their power intrinsic,
listeners search
Beyond even Mozart
and Longfellow’s rhyme
A gift to the masses
—in presents of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Letting his past
determine his future
Old voices in charge
—all memory in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A sword slices through empty space,
the air bleeding as sutures trace
To pierce not once but pierce again,
your breath scarlet, its stain portends
A breeze sharpens—all time erupts,
seasons hemorrhage and flow... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A poem,
a riddle
An answer
to find
A Sage,
a gamester
All truth
undefined
What’s hidden,
most treasured
Its fortune
to mine
Tomorrow
awaiting
Sequestered
—in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Truth before beauty,”
the Sage said with a scowl
“Aesthetics a vacuum,
devoid of its howl
“The beauty of truth
is that truth stands alone
“Eternity’s mirror
—veracity’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Intention is to fact,
as water is to ice
Its truth in transformation
—the naughty and the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Regurgitant youth,
digestive age
All life a buffet,
serving up on the page
Chew before swallowing,
savor each piece
That first you ingested
—forever to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is honor sum total,
or dolled out by degree
Can it live through confusion,
and your failings to be
Are those moments of weakness,
made up when you strive
To become more than just living,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
When should you get ready
to die…
When you’re old,
and the signs are in letters so big?
When should you get ready
to die…
When you’re young,
with it’s messages trapped in the wind?
When should you get ready
to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The mouthpiece of ignorance
is gossip
The wellspring of gossip
—is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Losing all faith
in miracles
His wishes went to
live astray
Where hope becomes a
distant cry
Lost memories
—in the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Bogged down in the details,
truth is undone
Swimming through the corn flakes,
milk overruns
Looking at the forest,
seeing just trees
Life micromanaged
—big picture... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Each Poem wrought,
another day of
freedom bought
Each verse proclaimed,
one more abandoned
night renamed
Each line unleashed,
new light is shown,
old shadows hide
Each word I speak,
my soul elektric
—truth... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A stitch past nine on borrowed time,
memories come rushing back
The Wolf is feasting in Grandma’s bed,
Red Riding Hood a snack
A Cow gets ready to jump again,
but the moon drops from the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The leaves are falling,
birds in song
Memory lingers,
tomorrow gone
A promise spoken,
solemn vow
The present honored,
faith avowed
Years enlighten,
age sets in
Youth remembered,
deep within
Gates now beckon,
pearl’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The gray dawn baptized,
lost child of the night
Salvation ransomed
—new morning’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Man’s inhumanity to man,
knows no country, religion, or race
Man’s inhumanity to man,
the only shame time cannot erase
Man’s inhumanity to man,
as constant as the spring driven rain
Man’s inhumanity to man
—rising over and over... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
To no one in particular,
but everyone out loud
What you portend as Poetry,
should never make you proud
The words are so revealing,
of what’s not inside your head
Your heart lies soundly sleeping,
there forever in your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Every scepter, every throne,
reverts again anew
The god’s, their will divided,
in Iliads of truth
All wars of good intention,
paved avenues to hell
Honor shamed by Zeus renamed
—that horse where judgment... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Who can measure the
speed of fear
Who can filter the strain
of lies
Who can weigh a lost ounce
of love
Who can package
—a last... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Community college intellect,
Ivy League soul
Questions lie subservient
—feelings in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Hiding their poison,
colleges feign
Promising sunshine,
delivering rain
Knowledge infected,
politics vile
Lambs to the slaughter
—Athena... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Better to slip through
than run over
Better to finesse
than to force
Better to persuade
than to dictate
Discretion
—all meaning... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Classic intelligence,
built on complexity
Layer upon layer,
a spidering web
For us to get caught in,
for us to be trapped
Its capture most fatal
—not living or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
My words
—speak only for... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Writing doesn’t become immortal,
until you leave the words behind
Feelings left to light the way
—in moments... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The gray dawn slaughters
the promise of Spring,
Winter’s desperate last goodbye
Its poisonous haze mocks
a sky forsaken,
the sun again denied
Its blanket lowers
in a shroud of judgment,
its verdict darkly... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The temperature frozen
Old sticks in the mud
New tracks are untrodden
Lost dreams from above
The raisins in darkness
All pits buried deep
The moon shines unfaithful
Recounting of sheep
The doctors watch broken
Your time shorter still
His prognosis a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Fighting his very nature,
disagreeing with himself again
Feelings demand what thoughts now command
—leaving verse to make... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Christians killing Christians,
politics trumping God
The Axis dared, the Allies fared
—shared lineage... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Paying for their own execution,
the collegians trod on
Trapped inside their smart cellular phones,
in groups, but still alone
The administrators harken back,
slave owners long... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The traveler journeys
His ship has gone far
The doldrums eclipsed
With the light of new stars
The lands seem foreign
The people are strange
But always they smile
And call you by name
You run, and you run, and you run
From it all
Charts lost in the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Do you intimidate yourself…
If you do
You need to go back to work
Mining the fear
Destroying your ego
Intrepidation courting... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Does an animal have
a sense of itself
To once question
why things are this way
Does it think about freedom
beyond our recall
As it lives and then dies
—heaven... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Still holding onto yesterday,
tomorrow calls my name
The comfort of what time has blessed,
my life within its frame
Those two directions—front and back,
a hydra running loose
Do I embrace what’s in the past
—or what is yet to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
What do you use
to measure success
Is it gold
or a memory that shines
Your wealth in a bank note
or choices now free
Every moment
—more precious with... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
All those years,
you didn’t hear me
All those years,
you seemed so sure
All those days,
you laughed it off
All those nights,
I wanted more
All those lies,
that dug our gravesite
All those tears,
with feeling... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is the end something different
than goodbye
Can death extinguish doubt,
beyond all questions why
Is the melody in parts,
forever sung in vain
Are those moments once infusive
—now breezes through the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Dying the slow death of political infection,
it hides within our words
As we try to run, and try to hide,
its plague a constant scourge
Poisoning the water, despoiling our thoughts,
all freedom it... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A ring on his finger
—ribbon around his... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The better Angels of our nature…
the Devil only laughs
Laying traps as yet unseen,
in virtues aftermath
Reluctant aspiration,
free will a double edge
That takes us high while honing doubts
—of falling off the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Where would we be without language,
still naked around the fire
Trading bones with a grunt or moan,
very little to inspire
How could we live without meaning,
every question held at bay
Our futures dark, discovery stark,
all knowledge yea or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The shortcut to a heart’s desire,
where roads and feelings cross
Destiny maps, direction on fire
—love’s toll the only... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Dying alone,
a forgotten song
Last lyric unsung
—muted and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
From the Devil’s stable,
I picked the fastest stallion
And rode beyond perdition
—through eternity’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Stepping stone Nirvana,
a pathway through the maze
Temptation churns between the stones
—each tread fruition... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A young poet is to an
older man
As an old poet is to a
younger man
When young then old,
when old then young
The future borrowed,
the past twice sung
The old man’s knowledge,
the young man’s youth
To bite the deepest
—with wisdom’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Behind ivy thoughts and mortared speech,
my soul cannot be bought
As I worship freely deep within
—the truth forever... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Dimension,
Stretching itself
Reaching the unknown
Feeling what can’t be felt
Unnumbered
Not counted or named
Para-atomic
Time abandoned
Intention free
Returning without
Returning within,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Does verse reveal
the litter
That left strewn,
clogs up your mind
Does poetry
uncover
What the prose tries best
—to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The older I get,
the more dear words become
The shorter the days,
the deeper streams run
With time closing in,
I seek poems and rhymes
Into the twilight
—for that last magic... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is consciousness God…
his church the sublime
As we look incorrectly,
ever hoping to find
His very existence,
the womb that enwraps
Surrounding our being
—all sentience... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Too good for himself,
and the place he was in
His lover reminded,
before leaving in sin
Her path was left open,
her exit his gate
To stay or to leave
—twin pillars of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You can forever buy in,
without hanging on
The moment anointed,
to reign till it’s gone
There’s a time to hold tight,
and a time to let go
Veracity final,
in what it now shows
When that comes in question,
the cosmos... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
There’s no bigger threat
than what’s still left to know
Its backbone religion,
as it sits on its throne
What cannot be stated
and proven as fact
Evangelists kidnap
and wear on their backs
With prophecy wrapped
in their folly... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Neither left wing nor right
conservative or liberal,
he goes about his day
Living outside the parameters
of deception,
hell in heavens way
While living as dead
he vanquishes time,
each moment present... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The past is left in mourning,
the future still unknown
The present disavows them both,
not borrowed—never... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
In the commercial age,
money captures time
Depleting awareness
—a prison unto... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
His final words to the mirror…
“You must now set me free”
All time a reflection
—of what’s never to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is your best friend a dog,
a thesaurus is mine
As yours wags its tail
—mine forever sets me... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
To recite it in a Poem,
or sing it loud and strong
Their union an espousal,
one by measure, one by song
Division cast adrift,
muted sirens fold their wings
This moment reinvented
—words and melody one... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Blue skies glisten,
the morning sun kisses
A Robin announcing
the day
The sweetness of spring,
to all lovers it brings
Renewed wishes
—the fresh promise of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Did you try to take it with you,
did you really think you could
Did your journey end abruptly,
as you never thought it would
Are those things that you acquired,
much of comfort to you... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is it in the heart
Or in the eyes
For all you see
To then despise
Is it anger first
Or love at last
Can you judge the future
By the past
Does the meaning change
With every choice
Your words return
Another’s voice
Last wish you make
One vow to pray... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
What determines genius…
an endowment or a choice
Is there destiny in all of us,
waiting for a voice
Is to reject your epiphany,
most used as an excuse
By those who pull the shades down low,
the darkness theirs to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Do your lies hold as hostage,
every truth you never told
Has your heart become a stranger,
to the wishes it unfolds
Is your past if then forsaken,
free at last of its own self
Orphaned memories never spoken
—orphaned moments never... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Your lies much more exciting,
than any truth you never told
Stolen moments of pure delight,
the future your cuckold
Touch betrays what your eyes still hide,
my dreams you come to steal
As your body moves with time divorced,
love’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The threshold of lies
is hearsay
The jailer and killer
—of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If words were notes upon a score,
would the melody play beyond…
Each phrase a chord, each line a hymn,
each paragraph a song
If words could sing harmonic,
as their letters drift... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
As you age and days get shorter,
do you reach out for the source
Whether family, friends, or lover,
is the pull a constant force
Is the attraction of returning,
going home to shed your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A pat on the back,
smoke up the rear
Shake with both hands
—perdition is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Rushing waters,
bleeding hearts
Autumn winds,
the past departs
Voices silenced,
the coming rain
Ice forming
—to freeze the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Making sense of it all…
our grandest myth
Wisdom born of age,
bleeding youth’s betrayal
Questions dry unvarnished,
cold naked in the night
Darker darks reface the cliff,
all edges sharper... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Closer to words
than I am to people
Meaning,
in place of love
Heart felt recital,
truant revival
In script
—to rise... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You don’t have to die
to linger in hell
You don’t have to go hungry
to starve
You don’t need the darkness
to find yourself blind
While the devil
—his shadow... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Trapped inside a wasteland,
dying inch by inch
Slave inside a rusted heart,
feelings chained then lynched
Later now than yesterday,
earlier than goodbye
Spooled like thread that can’t be sewn,
the needle asking... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Wrapped inside a moment,
reasons tied the bow
Excuses thrown into the trash,
where wasted pleadings go
The gift of time majestic,
when given free of tense
A present there beneath your tree
—its treasure heaven... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A raging success
or colossal failure
Anything else
—isn’t worth your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Honoring our history,
respect must be shown
The present uncertain,
the future unknown
The past our foundation,
the roots to our tree
The key that unlocks us
—our spirits set... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Famous only to himself,
his legacy waits
A servant of the moment
—time left to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
One can be too many,
a hundred not enough
When truth battles fear
—all diamonds in the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
First it was rain and then it was snow,
if it’s not one thing it’s another
Once in the dark and now in the know,
if it’s not one thing it’s another
The journey long, the destination obscured,
if it’s not one thing it’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Squeezing out a different meaning,
with each new moment passed
The choices honed, all time dethroned
—no instant first or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Did you not love, as flame the fire,
when springtime came in view
Your soul to task, no futures past
—the world again... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The most precious gift a Poet gets
—true knowledge of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A Cowboy never says goodbye,
it’s not in his nature
A Cowboy never says goodbye,
the prairie his teacher
A Cowboy never says goodbye,
the wind his closest friend
A Cowboy never says goodbye
—his heart to only... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
In the middle of nowhere…
the center of it all
Coming back to my beginning
—one choice to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
She wiped the tears
from the eyes of tomorrow
Her present uncovered
—her vision... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A Poet sits on the edge of tomorrow,
waiting for today
Notebook in hand, new words to command
—what time has yet to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Lost in the miles, lost in the smiles,
the road calls out my name
Throttle in hand, a beckoning land,
no two days then the same
Direction unmapped, my nose to attack,
what’s never been... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Within the depths of all I fear,
a voice holds me at bay
And clears a path, my soul to roam,
to stumble on its way
The darkness lures, a light unshone,
new words to keep me strong
As legend steals what fact denies
—beyond all right or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Death courting life…
inextricably entwined
Most star crossed of lovers
their hatred of time
Death courting life…
new beginning at the end
Last promise to make
—final message to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Poetry is a journey…
each word life’s misstep
When placing them together,
one voice binds and sets
Its map inside a puzzle,
to point beyond the wind
A road that’s never ending
—all travelers... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
From deep in the shadows of Tin Pan Alley,
the Sage called out my name
With a voice that haunted and eyes concealed
—she made her only... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Abuse yourself if you must My Son,
but you are never to mistreat your words
“Untainted they connect your feelings and thoughts
—your true legacy still... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The only way to become a writer
—is to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Step out from behind your ego,
see what others see
An imperfect vacuum caught in time,
a drum with empty beat
The mirror lies habitual,
to pose as your best friend
A single letter does conspire,
whose “I,” your will... – by Forever To Deceive | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Living within our given time,
happiness
—a present state of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
My reality secure
from the attacking winds
Sheltered by experience,
a fortress hard won
Neither fortune nor danger
can force their way in
All entrance is barred,
a mystery respun
An Eden contained,
in a legend... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Mankind Alone
Reality…
humanity’s myth
(Des Moines Iowa: January, 1992)
Samsara
The music of the soul…
is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
With every religion…
to share in the blame
Masking out God,
in costumes of shame
Seeking to own
what they can’t understand
A covetous folly
—a heavenly... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
There’s a look…
That look
In a persons eyes,
When they’ve
Transcended
Nationality and race,
Social position
And wealth
In silent visits
They come to pray,
Their bodies
No longer
Controlling their spirit,
But that look,
That look... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Can you have
without owning
Can you embrace
what’s on loan
Can you give
without taking
Can your love
—stand... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
It’s not about your last move…
it’s about your next move
Forget about tomorrows past
—and live your dream... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Saying goodbye,
never saying hello
All doors locked behind me
—their keys made of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The West changes you…
its wind blowing
distant and near
A promise you
had always meant
to keep
A feeling
better gifted
than kept
A memory
forever waiting ... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Where words end
—Zion... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Our love has gone from
hard cover to soft
The words between us typed,
no longer scribed
The moments counted,
that once were thrown breathless in the wind
Our feelings stilted
—with words to just... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Forests of green
call beyond the darkness
Where rivers flow
and verdant colors rhyme
Our hopes and wishes
dancing in the meadows
Calling us to a new
—and better... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Searching for,
not running from
My mind clear
—and spirit... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Begging for space
Borrowing a feeling
Stealing a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Before I started asking,
I was too busy living
The questions still in limbo
—the answers... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Writing the words,
owning the words
Prisoners and Minstrels,
sentences heard
Writing the words,
owning the past
Chains coming off
—freedom at... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Were you at one with yourself
while writing it
Did the beginning
have an end
Did each word describe,
or then inflame
What light
can only bend
Did you gag
on meaning bundled
Were you trapped
behind its door
Were you—are you... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Can you experience a lifetime,
inside of a minute
Can you say with one word,
what used to take a book
Can you thank those you love,
with just one smile
Can you see the truth in everything
—with only one... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Did you do it,
Did you write about it
—or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
In the darkness last night,
I heard Crazy Horse call
The wind through the willows,
new horse in my stall
His words my direction,
the hail in my storm…
“Your brothers await you
—the council fire... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Stepping over the line,
in pursuit of a song
Could a melody so right
—ever be so... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I want to know you…
not about you
The devil in the details
—all heaven in your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You strive for complexity,
missing the truth
Your thoughts trumping feeling
—ego... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I didn’t know it at the time,
but my misspent youth was planned
The training ground for what I’d write,
then hard to understand
The many schools, the teachers chides,
expulsions my reward
Postgraduate work for future truth,
all voices... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is there disappointment in arrival…
anticipation the crown jewel
Are the accolades left hollow,
uncertainty what’s new
Is acceptance yours or theirs to own,
all badges keyed to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
What know ye of the truth,
that final window left to close
Who calls thee to its breast,
a suckled vision
—heaven... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
What is this one life really worth,
the price of many sins
What is that one last question asked
—if never to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
By facing death,
we embrace life more
We see the limits,
each minute core
Seen as a friend,
all life betroths
Each moment treasured,
our loved ones close
And when we face
that final day
A voice more gentle,
bids us... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The voice of a Poet,
the breath of a Child
The curse of the Devil
—forever... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I imagined myself rich,
I saw myself poor
From the suite to the stable,
my soul cried for more
The sweeter the temptation,
the more dour the gain
A kingdom for a poem
—my treasure... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The tragedy of us
is that we couldn’t overcome
ourselves
To become who
we were meant to be
—sharing the greatest gift of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The reality of who we were
destroyed what we were
—as the thresher kills the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
That’s the way life is…
greatness wrapped in a tattered box,
lined with regret
compliments laced with a negative refrain,
hiding the truth
Fear and delight masquerading as one,
chanting behind the mask
—that’s the way life... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
When you love someone,
you claim part of their spirit
Trading affection
—as the emptiness... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Most of our lives are spent
icing the cake
Covering the substance
where meaning partakes
To coat and embellish
what we most try to hide
Distracting, misleading
—shrouded... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I survived the 60’s,
can I ask the same of you…
With soul in tact, my body wracked,
and conscience split in two
My parents now have I become,
these days of future past
With bloodshot eyes and memory owned
—by that decade not to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Will you
Or won’t you,
Can you
Or can’t you,
Another paradox... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I found my voice
Beyond all choice
A waited friend
Beyond the wind
I found the words
Once cast astray
To line my path
To lead the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The finer you draw your measurements,
the further away you fall
Each number squared and time compared,
deafens out the call
Your techno-dialectic,
data piled upon itself
A trash heap at the deadest end
—where folly stacks... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Over the years,
and all the times I’ve cried
Through all the tears,
remembering the lies
One thing was clear,
as truth laid claim again
Whose words endeared
—remain my only... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
No one knows anything…
it’s just hopes and wishes in the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You’ll know when its time…
you won’t fight it
or struggle,
you won’t lie to yourself
—or try to hang on
You’ll let everything go
as it’s time to unburden,
your mind and your spirit,
your heart
—and be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Why do I like things
I can’t agree with
Why do I listen
when I don’t want to hear
Why am I attracted
to things that repel me
Why are my reasons
more muddled than clear
Why do I often
begin at the ending
Why do I hurt
the people I... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Did you flavor it with Hemingway,
or season it with Thoreau
Did you structure it like Eliot,
or was Melville more your go
The rocks you choose to stand upon,
supports to look... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Are you the movie or the commercial,
the story or its cost
The question quite subversive
—in its drama most are... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
That laughter you hear in the background
—death following closely... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The magic sublime
—is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The Devil not to be believed,
even when his words are true
Intent to spin ‘que es verdad’
old tactics—nothing... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I’m not collaborative…
my greatest strength
—my greatest weakness too
My words my own,
as others thoughts
—to them remain as... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You’ve got the how but not the why,
from heaven so ordained
For that one moment under God,
times fugitive proclaimed
You want to know the reasons past,
but not those left to find
A crown of thorns and peasant robe
—serve only to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
My Grandfather was a Poet,
my Father was a thief
Their spirits fight to own my soul
—my Son in cradle sleeps
My Grandfather spoke of beauty,
my Father spoke of sin
The truth now locked within a voice
—whose key I leave to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Do three dimensions,
preclude a fourth
Does pointing toward South,
prevent being North
Is now just the midpoint,
between future and past
Does the freedom to choose,
leave all nature aghast
Is one and one two,
if one is in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
In addition to the slogans...
"Save The Whales,"
"Save A Tree,"
and
"Save The Oceans"
We need a new one...
"Save A... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A scant twenty years,
grieved a century or more
Poetically perfect,
in spirit and lore
A man and his horse,
alone on the range
The cattle his instruments,
and music to play
Civil War veterans and blacks
from the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
When I want to express anger,
I get madder than hell
When I want to give love,
how deep is my well
On those times that I covet,
how green I become
And when wrestling with hate,
the result zero-sum
When my face blushes red,
I wear it with... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Victim of passion,
purveyor of lies
Betrayer of talent,
bending the I
Captive obsession,
perspective now gone
Fear self-indicts
—when right turns to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Religion…
Translator of spirituality
Interpreter of that never felt
Templar of the self-absorbed
Deceiver
—of those searching and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Polymath Siren,
her flower returns
New stirrings to write
new melody to learn
Renaissance memory,
its present announced
Freeing your psyche,
past-future recount
Polymath harlot,
love pledged again
Petals now varied,
spread from... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Five strangers walked into my dream,
arm in arm, all different versions
of my deceased mother
They looked at me one by one,
with that look—her look,
that had been gone for so... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
If you stop where you are,
you’ll die where you stand
Those choices you make
—to forever... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
I don’t write for other poets,
God condemn me if I do
My words all gifted freely,
to those searching hard and true
I don’t write for academics,
as they archive others thoughts
I write for that one reader
—whose emotions can’t be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
A thing itself is cheap…
its knowledge though is dear
The journey worth a thousand times
—an arrival most... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The Better Option
Better to be liked
and not loved
Than to be loved
—and not liked
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019)
How Little
It’s not about how much it takes
to make you happy
—but how... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Never about
what’s ‘right’
Only what’s ‘right’
—for... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Climbing up the garden wall,
the questions loom
—the answers small
Climbing up the garden wall,
the past retreats
—the future falls
Climbing up the garden wall,
a distant voice
—your name... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Dying alone on foreign ground,
death grips his blessed hand
Never choosing time or place,
method certain
—the Angels plan
An oak to fall on alien soil,
all seeds to heaven... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Trapped in the meter,
a prisoner of rhyme
My spirit indicted,
destroyer of time
A minstrels disciple,
epistle in hand
The sound and the rhythm,
my souls contraband
New couplets my jailer,
their sentences... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is morality an end point,
or a journey to begin
Are right and wrong just bookends placed,
or what then lies within
All Ethical persuasion,
to attain or just desire
Whose end result will never come
—enflamed without the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Today was all you
wanted
The past now fraught
with pain
The hurt was set,
you could not forget
What our love
could not... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Crossing Montana for the first time…
everything was changed
My heart no longer my own
—my spirit there... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Living in the present
past—future
combined
The excuses get
cornered
—reasons... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Borrow someone else’s truth…
but there’s one you need to own
Whose lease runs out as time grows short
—life’s contract yours... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
The words all come together,
their meaning front to back
Like birds of common feather,
they follow the same tack
Existing for each other,
alone their context gone
All strength inside their union
—where memory turns to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Is a lie in its intention,
or its desired end result
Is deception ever lessened,
if the harm is never felt
Can you skate by blame or judgment,
if your evil plans then fail
Or are you even more at fault
—when you lie to no... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Bless yourself,
before blessing others
Forgive yourself,
before forgiving others
Understand yourself,
before understanding others
Love yourself
—before loving... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
Writing verse,
I dally forth
Hours more stole,
than loaned
Prose to suffer,
and wait in line
Time once more... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago |
You call it a particle
He calls it a wave
They call it energy
—I call it light
You’re locked in physics
He’s locked in quantum
They’re trapped in theory
—blocking all... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Poetry,
collaboration of one heart
and one mind
Written symbiotic,
for many voices
to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
As days split off
and drift away,
their dreams remain with me
Words as jewels
and treasured pawn,
whose tickets cancelled—flee
The nights adopted
orphaned suns,
those times you woke and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Like a wounded dog,
who never forgets
This memory will
not fade
My warning stated,
“The Ice Is Thin”
Where my sun turns
into shade
If I told you once,
I told you twice
“There’s a line,
you’re not to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Is there such a thing as
unadulterated goodness
Unattached to fortune
and the fame it wards
If there is, I’ve yet to see it
with these naked eyes
As I continue to hope
—with each unwritten... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A song yet unsung,
my prayer in the wind
Its blessing assured
—eternity’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Drifting off untethered,
until caught by my soul
Redirected to providence
—anchored and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The only way to cross eternity
is in a poem
As words fly silent and words fly deep,
beyond a future heaven loaned
The light speed meteor trails forever
the verses timeless wake
Distance not measured in miles or years
—epic ballads to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Money,
is not as powerful as revenge
The Dollar,
can never buy back a vendetta
Fury,
cuts sharp into a monetary corpse
Bleeding red,
the green trails of betrayals... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Poetry…
the music of writing
Written unspoken
—for Angels to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Death in comparison,
a covetous dispatch
Jealousy reflected,
its courtiers attack
An emperor left naked,
his crown a vacant throne
Jesters flee the castle
—as envy sits... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Salvation rises,
from the depths
of the unsure
Its light ablaze,
exposing fear
it must cure
Redemption hovers,
death’s pestilence
below
Casting all there reborn,
in eternity’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
As my body stoops with age,
youth lulls upon the page
Where words forever young,
cry willful to be sung
As daylight quickly passed,
I greet night a friend at last
With memories deeply grained
—reborn in verse... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Nostalgia,
and future wishing
The present
—foreclosing on the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
As I lay dying,
let go of my hand
Bid me farewell,
my words to withstand
As a last wish,
your love may I take
Into tomorrow
—the past to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Words are a garden
where Poets can grow
Each verse a thesaurus
of phrases to know
A greenhouse of riches
a potters delight
A bounty of wisdom
—a harvest of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
My truth
—the words
Your truth... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Some will tell,
others describe
Feelings of bliss,
hearts that decry
Phrases bring life,
to words once alone
With meanings immortal
—heavens to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The Emperor jailed in wishful thinking,
where only he could be
As I escape inside myself
—a prisoner running... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A pound of silver
will only rent today
What an ounce of hope
—can buy... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Tweedledee
and
Tweedledum
The fairytale of George W. Bush
and
Barack... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The new Millennium…
love with a small l
mistrust with a large M
honor—with all letters... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
At some tables…
Time
is a dessert,
that is no longer... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Tears of sorrow,
tears of joy
Meld together,
laughter’s toy
Tears of sadness,
tears of mirth
Wellspring one
—a dual... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Stepping off the ledge,
out of the fog
—I cast my fate
As time again dared,
all blinders off
—the hour... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I don’t know if I’m good or bad,
but I’m not for loan
I don’t know if my words will rise,
but these thoughts I own
I don’t know if the questions asked,
will in death rename
I don’t know if this life I live
—will the past... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Each phrase a gift,
mine to unwrap
The Muse bequeaths,
when spirit lacks
Each word a jewel,
to cut and shine
Together placed
—and shout... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Space in meters,
words in rhyme
Life in color
—truth... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The future blocked,
by words unsaid
The pasture torn,
its furrows bled
The future blocked,
by words unsaid
The present cries
—its orphans... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Charging into the waves,
the wind at my back
The horizon clear
—its truth left... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
May your reasons bejewel in truth
—the diamond of the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Can you understand
without thinking
Can you know more than
your mind can learn
Can you overflow
without leaking
Can you see
—beyond the fire’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Beyond all critical thinking,
above what’s right or wrong
There’s a different understanding,
where words turn into song
With a deeper sense of freedom,
light shines upon itself
All reasoned dialectic,
left abandoned,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
God does not exist…
existence a material term
Transcending all dimension,
His presence wholly burns
Not temporal or timeless,
His light as knowledge gives
Not forgiving or forsaking
—the truth in God just... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Can you ever prove a negative,
have you ever really tried
To show that God does not exist,
or love not verified
‘To Be Or Not To Be’
is then a half-truth at the best
Belief a claim you can’t defame
—with logic its... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
We live between
the beasts and the Angels”
On this topic
Augustine was right
Our intellects bear
what our impulses share
Separating the wrong
from the right
We live between
the Lord and the devil
Each claiming a stake
in our... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Crawling across the desert,
Running through the wilderness,
Walking across the ice
—searching for the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A Poetess schemes
A Poetess dreams
In the thick afterglow
Of what’s never to know
Her feelings unsure
Her words premature
Her voice still unnamed
—her suitor... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Escaping the prose…
I hid in the verse
My mind to compose,
instead of converse
Defying description,
I sang through the notes
And placed my inscriptions
in lyrical rote
I chose to hear music
over reasons... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Immersed in dark matter,
it fights not to hide
A target blood red,
and covered in lies
It cries out for justice,
it cries out in pain
Until an arrow strikes deeply,
truth firmly ingrained
Its point bringing light,
its shaft driving... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
If God and Heaven don’t exist,
their facade is fine with me
The simulation of a thought so pure,
will satisfy my needs
So take your theories and quantum math
painted corners left to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A Prince of Life,
A Prince of Death,
two courts for him to flee
One horse disappears under a
ransomed moon,
a drawbridge now unseen
Eyes close tight
and turn within,
all royalty... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Days and nights,
all yes and no
—indecision in my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Going from the past to the future
Is a theoretical abstract
There’s no timeless reason we can’t go
From the future to the past
Our perception trapped in entropy
Keeps the order one direction
Our search for meaning stacked upon
—a theory not to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Is the Poetry in the thinking
or the writing
Is the message in the reading
or the hearing
Is the feeling trapped between
what’s spoken and the silence
Is the spirit released as answers flee
—from questions yet to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Age now walks beside me,
a reminder of the past
Not a shadow or a mirror,
but a debt come due at last
Each step it locks in cadence,
my denial zero sum
A reckoning before me
—and nowhere left to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Screams to their naked advancement,
fire—the truth to resound
Cannon to their darkest intention,
death—to all enemies... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
As a Poet I’ve been everywhere,
while living in the void
As a Poet I’ve written about time,
while living outside its deception
As a Poet I’ve watched your hopes and dreams,
fade into dark... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Love freely given,
no heart denied
A soul on fire
—the heavens... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
To be forgotten
—you first have to be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
First I write the story,
then I write the book
Related but still different
—not to be mistook
First I write the story,
then I write the book
The first is in the telling
—the second in the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
When I was starving,
poetry fed me
When I was sick,
the verse made me well
When I was homeless,
words gave me shelter
When I was lost
—the voice led me... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I abhor weakness
in all of its forms
My words gaining strength
through many a storm
Whether sleet in my face
or rudderless keel
This pledge I do anchor
—refusing to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Unto a rose,
flower so sweet
Petals like velvet,
fragrance so deep
Up through the concrete,
lining many a field
Its glorious blossom
love’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
One of life's challenges
is to find your own speed
Where travel is constant,
destination in sight
Too fast,
and yesterday abandons your future
Too slow,
and memory stretches beyond your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
In the end…
the only thing left
—is what gets... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Gonna roll me a reefer,
and smoke the past goodbye
Gonna empty that last bottle of gin,
and kick this bye and bye
Gonna drink that woman away, Lord,
if I have to turn to rum
Gonna smoke that reefer till my fingers burn
—her memory on the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Drowning at the bottom,
the top so far away
Lifeline snapped, memory torn
—reasons... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Do you want education,
or just to get high
To reach your potential,
or pie in the sky
If it’s learning you want,
then take off the mask
That laptop you worship
—deceives future and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The Blues fills my memory,
all emptiness gone
Its Harp laying claim,
my soul to belong
Little Walter cries out
‘that same old somethin’ again
Jimmy Reed to remind us
—of the mojo... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Do you synthesize your anger,
do you cauterize the burn
Do you anesthetize the wonder,
as your dreams are drugged and scorned
Is your judgment tempered badly,
with emotion fiery hot
Is your vision colored madly,
by your choices—sold and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Seventeen children
on a highway to hell
Thumbs out—noses down,
perdition rings their bell
Seventeen children,
their backs now fully turned
The piper calls them blindly
—their futures scorched and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The tailored line,
bespoken Poet
With needle sharp,
to hem and sew it
Where thoughts as threads,
stitch out as whole
Whose words once seamed
—contain my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Where fixes the point of no return,
fixes the point assured
Where fixes the point of no return
—it’s there you’ll find thy... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Do you spend twenty percent of your time
acquiring your beliefs
And eighty percent of your time
in defense
Do you have blinders on
about what you conceive
In fear of the critics
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Your say download
I say upload
Diametrically opposed
I look up
While you look down
The truth now juxtaposed
I step forward
You step back
Our choices thusly shown
I remember
You forget
—the difference mine to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Is it a memory that pushes
the future away
As wishes embody our souls
Is it a promise that opens
and closes our hearts
All hope to then console
Is it a longing that reigns
over friendship now lost
Of times once sorely... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Poetry often answers
—a question never... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Existential—transcendent,
my words free to leave
Though rooted inside me,
their seeds He conceived
They shape and they fashion,
a will of their own
Each moment unfastened,
a prison... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Democracy is messy,
thank God that it’s not
Tyranny once embedded,
all freedom is lost
No liberty for the indentured,
conscription for thought
Free speech for the patriots
—no matter the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I believe in Jesus
I believe in Buddha
I believe in Crazy Horse
—divinity shared
I believe in grace
I believe in enlightenment
I believe in tomorrow
—the promise it... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Are you technically perfect,
but spiritually weak
Are your words so well crafted,
your soul cannot speak
Are your rhythms unmetered,
your feelings unrhymed
Are you stuck in a format,
that kills the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I reject all your religion,
in favor of myself
Those spewing virtues dogma,
often kill, with little felt
I reject your revelation,
with the truth inside my heart
I surrender your salvation,
from your guilt I live... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Yesterday proves…
“There is no science, to Political... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Can you purchase tomorrow,
with yesterday’s wage
Can you eliminate sorrow,
still carrying your rage
Can you call out the answer,
with the question at bay
Can you set a reminder,
while forgetting your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Some men remain conflicted,
some men are justly bad
Some men are deemed to stay confused,
some men forever sad
Some men will strive for fortune,
some other men for fame
Some men will choose to be alone
some live their lives in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Politics brings out the worst in us,
if in doubt—turn on the news
The denominator sinking low,
false prophets in the pews
All lust for privilege, fairness damned,
as old as man... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Don’t talk to me about form,
when the feeling isn’t there
Don’t talk to me about substance,
when experience is rare
Don’t talk to me about insight,
when reflection is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I don’t like money
I like freedom
And in this new
Millennium
It’s hard to have one
—without the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Are your words predictable,
are the feelings staid
Is the truth rehashed,
the same pavers laid
Is your verse now tired,
its veneer worn thin
Whose mask barely hiding
—the emptiness... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Have our brains developed
because of our minds
Is it thought over matter,
free will to consign
Who gave us this power,
to till and to sow
All fruit thus comprised,
in our memory to know
A physicists nightmare,
their theories... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Never become a footnote
—to a history lost and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
May words be courageous,
with thoughts on fire
This pen as my shield,
to smite the ire
The darker the cave,
bigger demons to hide
With truth as my torch
—casting darkness... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Professional Poet…
to cringe at the term
A lonely consensus,
so much to learn
Days writing couplets,
nights dreamed in verse
Feelings when gifted,
mine to rehearse
Professional Poet…
to run but not... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I see the world in shades of gray,
where has the color gone
My faith erodes with each new day,
a weakness growing strong
I sense a feeling deep within,
it spreads and reaches... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The more I think I really know,
the less I understand
The further out to sea I drift,
the more I miss the land
The stormier the days repeat,
my soul to chase the sun
The rules I once thought hard and fast,
denounced and on the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Half the time…
you don’t know where you’re going
—even when you’re... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
All faith inside this present moment,
it’s light my treasure—gifted... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
We fell dead like a mystery unraveled
—the truth of its magic... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Wasted broke in Kankakee,
down from Montreal
I’m half way to Memphis,
with no one left to call
Guitar strings bust or missing,
motel clerk at my door
I’m half way to Memphis,
bathroom window as... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
When emptiness
replaces memory
The wind…
forever ceases to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The first cut sharp and burning red,
don’t edit away its fire
Keep the wound both fresh and raw,
never cauterize your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Not always understanding…
I write out the words
Lost in comprehension,
till wonder returns
Each line a new postulate,
no phrase left to chance
Last metaphor a song
—my mind still to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Like an open wound
That won’t heal
The current political situation
Bleeds out…
A hemorrhaged polarization
Inside a malignancy of lies
Draining our spirits
—of all life giving... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Before you fall,
you’ve got to stand
Your voice once stalled,
fates reprimand
The paradigm floats,
on swamps that drain
Where praise cries out
—false hope... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I like the idea,
but not when it’s real
Your love in a letter,
to read but not feel
Lost in conception,
affection belied
Your words I can handle
—whose touch I... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Truth has a power,
exclusively its own
Beyond opinion and verdict,
its nature is shown
Through good times and bad,
its light shining through
A frame to the vision
—whose picture... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Can your intelligence
wound your spirit
Can your mind
entrap your soul
Can your hopes and wishes,
logic kill
Can damnation
be the toll
Or
Can a promise
wed tomorrow
Can the future
slay the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
When staring death in the face…
never look back over your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
My pen would be dry if the world
were the only cry for more
But Laura’s voice from within,
asserts with solemn command
Kindling my eternal fire—stoking the
questioning cord
Burning away the doubt
—turning me back... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
An apostle of verse,
a peasant of prose
To inspire divine,
to explain—Heaven... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
It’s you I like…
Not your lifestyle
Not your sexual preference
Not your political persuasion
Not your skin color
Not your nationality
Not your choice of religion
Not your lineage
Not your wealth or poverty
—it’s you I... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I harbor a mean spirit
but not in my soul
He roams through my
consciousness as havoc and pain
Trying to break through
to that place where he’s banned
Trying to break through
to where my innocence lives
Again and again he forces
his will
But it... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
My Poem still an open wound,
unstitched by edits snare
Running free on a endless page
—new blood for all to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Your audience may not be able to listen,
in the fashion that you speak
Your readers may not be able to discern,
those meanings that you preach
Your lovers may not be able to hold
your feelings in their... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The wound bleeds free
—that kills the angry... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Am I at all responsible,
for what occurs outside myself
Is it at all defensible,
to ignore those feelings dealt
Is my world then co-dependent,
on what happens somewhere... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
What side can you judge infinity from,
the front or then the back
If it’s never over, or never ends,
how then can you protract
Can infinity stop and start again,
would it be different or the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Is there a direction to the universe,
without the polar caps
The equator gone as space expands,
looking forward—looking back
Does today become tomorrow,
as tomorrow self... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Transcendence—reality,
the power to choose
The physical burning,
the spiritual hue
One leaves you ashen,
the other alive
The choice begets freedom
—yours alone to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Let me take you on a journey,
to a place inside yourself
Not the body mind connection,
but true consciousness itself
Before you walk a darkened space,
a light must first go on
Not tasked with anything other than,
an awareness set... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Booze—Broads—The Bible,
which poison will you claim
The one that numbs, the one that thrills
—the one your soul to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
My life,
dumped onto paper
My love,
deep in the beer
The years,
a fateful mirror
With time now short
—and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Free verse…
a forest without a path
—a direction without an... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The logic of life…
illogically pure
In search of itself,
last problem to cure
Synapses relapse,
science reclaims
The form with the formula,
washed down the drain
Structural weakness,
obsolescence... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Money, divorced from fame
Divorced from talent
Divorced from blame
Feelings, divorced from logic
Divorced from judgment
Divorced from pain
Words, divorced from reasons
Divorced from praise
Divorced from... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Laboring in obscurity…
my pen a vagabond
Hitchhiking through my consciousness,
my thumbprint worn and gone
Wishing past the hoping,
spitting into the wind
All roads end in the desert
—darkness my best... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A gift or obligation,
the Poet signed his name
A promise wrapped in silence,
decision masked by pain
One choice among the many,
within salvation lies
The victors lay unspoiled
—with truth to live or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Until you escape your own cognition,
you’re a prisoner of your mind
Your spirit waiting to lift you free,
dialectic far behind
Until you can leave all reasoning trapped,
and let your thoughts go... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A sweetness comes with age,
like fruit that’s finally ripe
A Poet then a Sage,
on this journey into night
A wish distilled from all regret,
its seeds to be resown
A sweetness comes with age
—that buried youth will never... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Are you ready for forgiveness,
has that time finally come
You’ve done everything else in life,
holding back on just that one
Is it time to say “I’m sorry,”
for the hurt and pain you’ve... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
With chaos on my doorstep,
reasoning befalls
With heartache as my calling card,
love though distant calls
All questions left unanswered,
with time their holy grail
As seasons march to heavens step
—my hope to then... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
If you can choose the battlefield
—you can determine the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A quarter of a million people
read my poetry last year
Five hundred thousand eyes,
five hundred thousand ears
I write every day with the
humble knowledge of this
To offer some solace,
to be never... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Some things are unknowable as they are,
and need an alias to come true
Some people only known through someone else,
and you must look hard to see through
Not in hiding, but contained within,
symbiotic they... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Is there a truth
too big to tell
Is there a lie
too big for hell
Is there a choice
that can’t be made
Is there a time
—that can’t be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
With each step that I take,
words jostle and form
Inside me they cluster,
deep down where it’s warm
At nighttime they visit,
in moments of peace
Defining my feelings
—extending my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Tonight through the darkness,
I wander and crawl
The faces all ghoulish,
my past to recall
Unsure of direction,
I listen for sounds
To possibly guide me,
as fire abounds
I look to my left,
as hooves thunder... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Detour to heaven,
back road to joy
Change of direction
—hope... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
In all things
there is a bitterness,
that time tries to hide
In all things
there is a loneliness,
coming from inside
In all things
there is a telling,
where tomorrow may be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
If all Philosophy
is a footnote to Plato
Then all Rock & Roll
—is but a tribute to the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Life is memory
Art is pain
Time a liar
—feed the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I write the first draft,
and paint the second
But the third draft
—I get to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
You steal my breath,
as I borrow your words
You fill my eyes,
as I empty my fear
Your heart beats in my chest,
as it breaks in my soul
You begin where I end
—symbiosis... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Sharing blood, but nothing more,
family slipped away
Into a memory locked in steel,
old thoughts safely at bay
All contact denied, memory entombed,
though close their bodies... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Be smart…
stop trying to act smart
Be alive…
stop talking about life
Make a decision…
stop fearing the possible outcomes
Pick a direction…
—stop spinning your wheels in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I love you but I don’t know you,
I miss you, though you’ve never been here
I long for what the years have stolen…
a vacant memory so dear
I feel you across the hallowed spectrum,
of death and then... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Loneliness arrives for breakfast,
anxiety for lunch
Rejection for my dinner meal,
desperation left for brunch
Passion came and passion went,
the nighttime thief did steal
And darkness all that’s left to bear
—the emptiness... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Having everything you need,
how much richer could you get
Feeling everything God given,
how much luckier even yet
Knowing everything presented,
how much smarter might you... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Like an arrow shot free of its bow,
thoughts become sighted and free
Whose words when laid down on the page
—their meaning forever to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Political correctness…
the new dirty word
Meaning perverted,
excuses now heard
It masks and it covers,
what it most tries to hide
As it preys and then smothers
—with the vilest of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The joy in the writing,
all reading to construe
Spoken loud with one’s own breath
—a vanity so... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Being close to the right thing
Is farther from the right thing
Than the wrong thing is from
Being right
To see and not believe
To look and not touch
Much better to be blind
—and in charge of the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Within every verse,
many meanings reside
The reader determines
in which couplet you hide
The words both descriptive
with colors aglow
The eyes as important
as what the ears know
When backed in a corner,
don’t ever... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Religions survive
through subjugation
Without it,
they are lost
Wielding guilt as a weapon,
they proffer salvation
Enlightenment and freedom
—their... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
We have no idea where it goes,
when the spider leaves its weave
We have no idea what’s left to dream,
when the sandman robs of sleep
We have no idea the day nor hour,
when our maker calls us... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Are all notions of time a trap…
The perpetual present
The greatest one of all
Are all capsules of existence
Just graves we dig for ourselves
Each shovel full of denial
Burying us deep
—within an empty... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
If every day to matter
If every moment counts
If every word to chant and sing
If every phrase be stout
If every coin pound sterling
If every debt marked paid
If every feeling dubbed divine
—salvation... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A whirlwind to the ages,
I gave up on today
All voiced precipitation,
for someone else to spray
Writing above what’s forecast,
for readers yet unborn
My words beyond the thunder
—to ride on distant... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The Future…
is but the past... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Back in their nests,
birds chirping out loud
Retreated in bed,
a boy dreams ‘what if now’
The moonlight not finished,
what it started before
The church clothes all hanging,
alone on the door
What once was thought ended,
began then again... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The end rose up to greet him,
the last traveler undisposed
Its final words, the last he heard
—as the past and future... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The Piper of destiny
calls from the unknown
Without lyre or harp,
his truth so intoned
All sirens left deafened,
tumbling over themselves
As a choir of Angels
—from his flute are... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Is beauty connected,
or to a vacuum condemned
Is truth then required,
for it to enter within
Can beauty be measured,
by the heart or the mind
Can it chase, or displace, or replace
what it... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Trying to be present,
I gave up the master plan
Sacrificing what’s past beyond
—reclaiming who I... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
As warlord of the ticking count…
time marches uncontested
Avoiding every scrutiny,
defending every lie
All seasons caught within its grasp,
each day a slave in training
Order becoming disorder again
—complexity... – by Complexity Denied | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The truth of hope is faith
—the hope of faith is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Words of conjecture self destruct
—when veracity holds its... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Is randomness designed,
can the dice roll more defined
Is entropy a map,
less complex as time adapts
Can ignorance be renamed,
as a home for knowledge gained
Can the circle then be squared
—arcs and angles still to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Not a student of Poetry,
more a student of life
The words fell before me,
stepping-stones of delight
Not a student of Verse,
but of musings inspired
My days withdrew inward,
the years stoked and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Alone with my thoughts,
together in this moment
The light cast off its shadow
—all prophecy... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Rhyme…
the alcohol in your cocktail
the octane in your gas
the connection in the words you speak
fraternal sounds that... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
On my own terms,
I lived my life
Giving and taking,
both day and night
On my own terms,
I lived my life
Some then mistaken,
some often right
On my own terms,
I lived my life
Last right of refusal,
the one holding... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Are space and time much too similar,
and maybe in the end exactly the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Poetry should always be given away,
and never ever sold
Its message to open all heavens gates,
not translate into gold
Poetry should fly on the wings of a wish,
with hope its guiding... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Science would like
to abscond with Philosophy
Claiming propriety
over truth falsely shown
Measures and numbers
its weapons of choice
Never looking beyond
—what its theories... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A metrical escape valve,
letters in the maelstrom
Lightning on the horizon,
second child of the Gods
Sacrificial waterfall,
its current overflowing
A literal dilation
—of the verbal... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A Poem reborn posthumously…
its Poet comes alive
Death to grovel at his feet,
words not entombed, survive
A Poem reborn posthumously,
each phrase a breath divine
Its voice once heard, the ages served,
all seasons left to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The darker side of morning,
the drier side of rain
A memory left forgetting
—a spirit... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Breaking through the titled ceiling,
my voice survived unnamed
Unleashed to save the future past,
with words their truth proclaimed
All time bereft of judgment,
all feelings self... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
(An Anthology Of Perception Vol. 3)
“I write the first draft
and paint the second
“But the third
—I get to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Can a phrase rule
over a paragraph
Can the right word
stand alone
Can a thought be held
within one breath
Can the truth in short
be known
Can you single out
the future
Can you paraphrase
the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
There are many futures
—but only one... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Never writing for the masses,
just writing for you
One lone set of ears,
to share life anew
Never writing for consensus,
my words not for rent
To call through the ages
—with a voice heaven... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Making love to remembrance,
I see her walk past
Blonde, eighteen and tan,
and this decade my last
A memory comes back,
as new feelings release
Of a field in September,
when our hearts were at... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Delay success for as long
As you can…
Living up to an image
Will only cloud your judgment
Stealing what you can least
Afford to lose
Dragging you into the illusion
And myth
That could take a lifetime
To rail against
Dragging you into the
Vicarious... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Prose and Poetry
came together
In a marriage of
infusion
—each wanting from the other
what they could not bring
—each vowing to the other
words they longed to sing
Birthing a new music
of epic... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The DNA of language
is Poetry
The DNA of Poetry
—is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The flowers all have scattered,
borrowed feelings cry out loud
Mock funeral of celebration,
grief false beneath their shrouds
The mourning congregation,
to the tavern marched in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Writing about life…
he was powerless over death,
life was what he was good at
Death, a combination
of all he would never understand
and all he would never... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Is it Aerosmith or The Eagles for you,
Republican or Democrat to vote
Is it Chinese takeout or Italian bistro,
or the prose or poetry you wrote
Is it bland or spicy, thick or thin,
as you struggle yet... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
How many sons
have we lost
How many demons
have we found
How many graves
must we dig
To make the ‘Fatherland’
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Starving within the memory of a feast
uneaten
My bread forever disappearing
—in the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Like me,
my Poetry is far from perfect
—a verbal oxen gored
Like me,
my words are often frail and broken
—still crying to be heard
In me,
the message has found its student
—to humbly... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
How open is your window,
how tall is your door
How old is your virtue,
how slippery your floor
How fresh is your perception,
how broad is your scope
How clear is your reflection,
how real is your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I’m a Poet…
—I don’t have to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Those who are truly great
belong to all of us
Living inside our memories
—shaping what’s left of our... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Questions are often bigger
than their answers
With horizons wide and spacious,
timelines unrestrained
Questions often lead
to other questions
With answers left to wallow
—in a singular... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
With prose…
I saw only with my eyes,
as the words left my hand
With poetry…
my eyes were abandoned,
leaving only my heart
But in the distance played a lyric,
freeing what my words
could never... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Trying to understand
why you marked up your body
—I stared at the ink
The memory of your open promise
still inside of me
—unfulfilled
Retracing that promised memory
with new symbols
—stained... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I lifted you into my heart
But one arm was missing
As single wing and one handed
I carried you inside
All the while, you pointing at
My lost absent limb…
You told me you’d love me
If I could find that one misplaced part
The part that would then... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Dropping its bomb,
always missing the mark
Your echo implodes,
a sound hollow and dark
Answers unquestioned,
all bombast enflamed
Drifting abandoned
—in silence... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
You tell me…
“the structure gives strength to my writing”
I tell you…
“it’s nothing but crutches in waiting”
You tell me…
“the order brings a beginning and end”
I tell you…
“the sequence does feign and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The universe orders
the questions and answers
Eternity caught
—within their... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
It’s harder to lie in verse or a poem,
than it is with dialog or prose
It’s harder to bend the truth over a feeling,
than around what you or someone else... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
As the music inflates,
like a David Bowie video
My voice is set free
for the words to diffuse
Floating above the unwritten verse
like steam escaping
And drifting free as the
pressure expands
It cries out the release of a
lyric... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
What’s left of my remembrance,
now all that stokes the fire
What embered in the springtime,
the winter does expire
To douse not once but then again,
that spark which set me free
My wood left burnt with forest bare
—and darkness all I... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Fifty years a poet
More than that a man
My spirit held in ransom
Laura’s captive once again
Fifty years a poet
And all those years a boy
The written word a treasured gift
—my soul’s most precious... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
For a mountain to be high,
a valley must be low
But inherent in both,
one truth is to grow
Dimensions and colors
and polar extremes
Self-serving the obvious
—while missing the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Science will never prove
The existence of God
Science will never disprove
The existence of God
Its physics pre-emergent
Its logic self contained
If anything, a tool
To measure what’s at hand
But like the foundry never
Retaining the artists spirit... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Belief and knowledge,
master and slave
The truth higher given,
facts rearrange
Belief and knowledge,
cursed to define
The weakness of reason
—transcendence... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The dirtier the world,
the cleaner the verse
The need becoming greater
—when the call most... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
With age,
My sword
Is deeply scarred
But its edge
Honed twice as sharp
With age,
My words
Are penned in blood
All flowing
From the heart
With age,
I embrace what
Truth reveals
And am humbled
By its... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Present past and present
future
Holy Trinity with the here
and now
Three states that bind all
known creation
Defining when but never
how
This very instant the past
calls forward
The future answers
from a timeless... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Locked inside my indecision,
death opened up the door
And let me look inside my fear,
which I hated and abhorred
The view not half as frightening,
as the deception and the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Lunacy…
the unholy marriage
of laughter and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Revenge…
a desperate stepping stone
—on the road to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Stuck on the broken landing
Of a stairway to nowhere
My mood no longer elevated
My spirit remiss of song
Looking over the railing
Into a history that I buried
A ladder appears above me
But when I step—its rungs are... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Don’t get ahead of the feeling,
never forget a memory... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Opinion,
shapes the
aftermath
of what once was free
A commentary of
detainment,
adrift
—on a windless... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Deeply hidden within thoughts
that linger
A centuries old message to know
and then feel
Remembrance crying out from the
darkness now passing
In a voice so familiar—our fortune
to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The farther your emotion gets away from your art,
the wider your canyon becomes
Creation echoing off a towering wall
—coming back as a silence... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Art must be transcendent
to justify itself
It must leave its creator
and go somewhere else
Directing itself onward
in a life of its own
Its form to become formless
—once heavenly... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
There’s a sense
beyond five
A catalytic one
that ties
The five together
as one
In their mix
an explosion
An auspicious
moment
Allowing something
to remake
Allowing something
to become timeless
Allowing something
—to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Liberals with a credit card,
Debts they’ll never pay
Mortgaging our future,
The present now ‘in play’
Conservatives with a checkbook,
The balance no concern
Hope now bouncing downward
—when will we ever... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
My strength
Is that I am
Fundamentally
Unscientific
Not subject to the
Dissection
Of consequence
Or category
And not at the
Mercy
Of the scholastics
And nihilists
Who spend their days
Trying to reprove
That the whole is equal
To the aggregation
Of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Giving up the money
for a chance at transcendence
The words became sacred,
all time was disowned
Chasing that one thing
that if caught defies memory
At one with the truth
—forever at... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Physics over Metaphysics,
the cart before the horse
The chisel praised, the sculptor blamed
—the tool the icon... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The only winner in a war of attrition
—is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Do your words sharpen,
as your feelings dull
Do your actions harken,
what’s still to cull
Do your wheels spin faster,
as you sink in place
Does the meaning retreat,
as you blindly chase
Do your moments forecast
or serve to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Every word not spoken
—the lost child of a forgotten... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Poetry 101:
“Write what you know—write what you feel”
Poetry 401:
“Write what you know—write what you... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Obeying any moral law,
reason wills unto itself
To play the game the way its staged
—all freedom thusly... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Be-bop, shu-baby-bop,
the blues on fire
The strings an accelerant,
the harp but a pyre
The melody unseen,
its heartbeat within
Be-bop, shu-baby-bop
—reality’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Borrow from the least,
but steal from the best
The larceny of endowment
—your legacy’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Will eternity have
a yin and a yang
Will the forces that govern
applaud and harangue
Will the blessings have value
if damnation moves on
Will it all even matter
—once tomorrow is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Twas once a time you owned my heart,
then Laura stole it back
Through all those years our hearts on fire,
she waited and she sat
She hoped one day our lives would part,
to never meet, as... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Your love to bathe
in words rephrased
With hearts not young
—or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
As of late,
I have developed a new best friend
It’s my younger self coming
to visit my end
I look in his face,
and I see a new truth
I look in his face,
and I see more than youth
Now more like my father,
I more like his... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Am I so entitled,
is it there in my name
Is the water redemptive,
my salvation proclaimed
Does the Rock Of All Ages
line my river with stone
Are the words mine by birthright,
not borrowed or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
If there’s anything more dangerous
than a terrorist
—it’s a corrupt... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Does the chemist succeed
without blowing things up
Were you ever in need
from a bout of bad luck
Does the tree need to shake
for the apples to fall
Does your heart need to break
—for new love to then... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Night erupts…
The maddening glow
Of a closing minute
Of a final hour
Shines pale
Against the frozen concrete
As the drumbeat starts
And the chanting starts
My last broken link
Forever lost
Forever lost
Salvation,
The calling card
Of a new
Abyss
My... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
To let other Poets into your kitchen
—a true recipe for... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I’m a two-winged poet
not just single-wing
And would never clip one
to fly into this wind
As one wing goes up
the other comes down
Until both work together
when flying most proud
A zero-sum landing
with talons not... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
With the years not yet lived
to determine what’s right
You fake it with documents
that block out the light
With experience weak,
and its lessons still thin
Your words only scold
venting anger... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Saturn burns,
as eight rings turn
Its truth on fire,
no lessons learned
A gas filled magnet,
for solar wind
Where ice and rock
—hide ancient... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
All of life happens
—between the crest and the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
What are words
if not remembered
What are feelings
never spent
What is time
if not then fleeting
What is love
not heaven sent
What are gifts
beneath the wrapping
What are wishes
beyond all hope
What is love
once past... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A chat room for dilettantes
—singing to the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Show me a man without a dream
—and I’ll show you no man at... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I don’t make excuses,
and won’t pretend
But I do attack,
and will defend
If your argument’s weak,
with reasons thin
No mercy shown
—or truce to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Where are the voices crying out
from the din
Where is the blood you spilled
from within
Where is that Siren who once
called your name
Where is the fortune promised
by fame
Where is the promise you made
to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
To be judged by fools
—where Devils go to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Just a broken poet,
at an A.T.M.
His stomach cries out,
words hunger within
The nights are the longest,
cold darkens and chills
Fresh words on account,
new credit distills
Pushing buttons while bent,
with hope standing... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I answered with love,
you questioned
with anger and pain
I held you close,
but your eyes
failed me again
I told you truly,
as my wishes
dropped to the floor
Your smile my captor,
my heart
—your swinging... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Avatar Queen
The mask or the screen,
What’s never to know
What’s never to see
Avatar Queen
Your name to mislead,
One more cryptic posting
That always deceives
Avatar Queen
Both petty and preened,
The bees in your bonnet
No stinger... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
All of our passions
border on sin
The reasoning gray,
the line often thin
All of our joy
dances freely between
That Angel above us
—and a Devil... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
All time shattered memory,
and faces now past
Stare back as I dream
—meant never to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Have your words stayed unspoken,
to mislead or confuse?
Those phrases kept distant,
the voice of the Muse?
Have your words stayed unspoken,
as you’ve traveled in vain?
Your mileposts painted,
with fury and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I hate the word clever,
it seeks to demean
With hidden entendre’
and devious schemes
I hate how it sounds,
as it rolls off the tongue
To strike from all language
—if my power was... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
There’s comfort in knowing,
things come and they go
The wind brings a newness,
whether lilac or snow
There’s joy in all laughter,
freely accrued
Music in words,
spoken only by you
A place to be born,
a moment to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Should a tree be cut down,
for missing a branch
Should the wounded be chastised,
for taking a chance
Should the cup that’s been broken,
forsake its last drop
Should a man be accountable
—for what he is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The Camp Cookie could be heard singing…
“Cowboy: You can’t wrangle the future,
till you stop rustlin the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
You can’t play with something you don’t own,” said
the father. “But father, that is the truest definition
of play,” said the Russian boy. “What is not owned is
not worried about, and what is not worried about sets
you... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Where have all the Poets gone,
has time then captured and slain
Those heraldic writers of messaged truth
—whose shields once bore their... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Committing to joy,
committing to moonbeams
Committing to hope,
committing above
Committing to sorrow,
committing forever
Committing to heartbreak
—committing to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Easily measured,
not clearly defined
Often lamented,
more often unkind
Its loss we all mourn,
searching heaven to find
The time to become
—a new past to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Your arms lift me up,
as your words take me down
And I’m caught in-between
your smile and frown
Your eyes making promises,
your words yet to keep
My spirit in limbo,
my heart left to weep
A soul now in turmoil,
my mind double... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Certificate unsigned,
pen firmly in hand
The bliss not for barter,
its insight free-stands
Faith and acceptance
may go where they please
To my grave and beyond,
the verse teaches and frees
No savior I ask for,
forgiveness I... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Is God to interpret,
and religion the why
Is forever too heavy
to pledge bye and bye
Does the Devil provide balance
to a concept in stone
Is he laughing inside us,
mocking all that we... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Not to argue about Poetry
or justify Prose
Not to discuss their many virtues
or interpretive flows
I choose to remain quiet,
and let the words carry on
Where in magnificent silence
—they turn into... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I asked for your blessing,
instead you explained
What I should be paying
to garner acclaim
You told me if only
I’d do it this way
My words could have meaning
and influence—sway
But power and fortune
are not what I... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
In my heart I knew little of
the world and all its parts
As I drifted idle and wandered blind,
through constant fits and starts
My mind reached out beyond its grasp,
with the questions close... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Colors overtake me one by one,
as they fuse within my mind
To paint their ancient messages,
prismatic and sublime
The past is but enigma,
tomorrow still a dream
This moment’s image all that lasts
—in constancy... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
What is the difference
between a fact and the truth
One limited in time,
the other free and unproved
Language and formula,
the great deceivers abound
As the light burns inside us
—our hearts to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
When love commands
—there’s precious time left to serve... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Today’s gone wild,
killers on the fringe
A life to take, its fate to make,
tomorrow—death’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
When love deceives,
the heart to bleed,
its truth an open wound
Forever long,
time’s painful gong,
rerung with every moon
When love deceives,
on bended knees,
and lost within the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
From Winston:
“When youth departs
—may wisdom prove enough”
To Winston:
“When spirit falters
—all will to then... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Raw and uncut, the Poet
sharpened his edge
His entry point targeted,
fury bright red
The first cut the deepest,
and clean to the bone
A wound bleeding freely
—all sutures... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
No one ever dies for an idea,
until it changes to a feeling
No one ever dies for a feeling
—until darkness points to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
You can’t step into the same river twice,
and have the water be the same
You can’t throw wishes into the wind,
and recall them time unclaimed
You can’t put a baby back in the womb,
once the cord of life has been... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Formal education,
requires a fence
With borders to confine,
and logic intense
Three letters that matter,
the I, S, and M
Each school suffixed over,
its member’s defend
Realism, Rationalism,
Idealism... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Prose or Poetry,
the music is calling
A waltz or a tango
—conjecture or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Are you a conscious Poet
with unconscious beliefs
An eternity of verse
crying out from your sleep
Are your dreams more important
than your waking hours show
Do they tell the true story
—of all there is to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Do I think I believe,
or believe that I think
Are they both the same thing,
a pen with two inks
Does one include faith,
and the other just mind
Or are they conjoined
—symbiosis... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Can you be conscious
without being self conscious,
philosophers disagree
Being aware of your
awareness,
seems logical to me
But logic has its
failings,
as we pierce the inner... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Death at its zenith,
the other side of life’s goodbye
Eternity waiting patiently,
to welcome us inside
Always the dark misnomer,
we hold in dread and awe
When really it’s an open door
—to all we’re searching... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Bookends of a dream
—the beginning and ending of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The deeper we get into
the idea of what’s real,
the further away we become
Trying to put our formulas
into a box,
is folly zero sum
Like the horizon before you
that you see but can’t touch,
the truth forever... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
As a Poet,
I don’t have to prove what I mean
Or reveal the pigmentation
of colors that gleam
Or the height of an Angel,
compared to a Man
Or whether the Devil,
cannot or then can
As a Poet,
I don’t even have to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The intention of silence…
to expose or deceive
Its power much greater,
than most would believe
Sometimes to say nothing,
speaks loudest of all
The quiet most deadly
—when falsehood... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Inferable, unknowable,
all senses on fire
Beyond contradiction,
sans myriad liars
Its vision unstated,
true knowledge unfeigned
Born into our souls
—its silence to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A hurricane of stimulation,
a tornado of thought
Blowing through the vast unknowing,
our natures to be caught
When doubt sits high on light’s horizon,
storm warnings there... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The fact that God has survived
in spite of religion
May be his greatest miracle
—of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Memories of memories,
illusions called the past
Their structure self deceptive,
inside our minds ill cast
Memories of uncertainty,
and memories still to come
Embedded in our consciousness
—this moment zero... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I
I am
I am because
I am... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Every man dies,
but not every man lives
Embracing his passion
—eternity... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Those most desperate among us,
must learn to cry alone
Themselves regained through tears of pain
—to mark their pathway... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A sudden embarrassment,
a moment of shame
A lifetime remembered
—in flashbacks of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Why start at the beginning
and not at the end
Why is reality nothing
more than pretend
Why are most facts
at best a mere guess
Your order disordered
—logic a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Speaking through me,
all choice undone
The Muse unseen
—her voice... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
If the memories in the present
are of the past
And the aspirations of the present
to the future are cast
Then memories aspire
for only today
The only time extant
—and all we can... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
You are two things distinct,
that exist yet unfurled
You as yourself,
and as part of the world
Fundamentally the same,
but functionally unpaired
Your story twice told
—as you’re here and then... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Is there a fact of the matter
that can never be disproved
Is there an absolute truth
that all can behoove
As sure as we once were
that the world was flat
We’ve transferred to the Big Bang,
and the beginning of all... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The beauty of a Rose…
in the heart of one who knows
That love’s a gift of time,
both temporal and sublime
The seedling of a wish,
future memory to enlist
That hope may till the fields
—budding Roses to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
How dependent are we on language,
for the expansion of our minds
Each word a crucial building block,
an archetype sublime
Can we think outside our diction,
would our thoughts release and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Memory is a river,
bound for the sea
One waterfall to cross
—death’s waters to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
If you call out loudly,
the past will find you
The pain but a looking glass,
all time a shroud
As memory surrounds,
its prison reopens
Chaining the present
—locking the future... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The prelude to a wish,
all time conspired
Eternity on call
—the night on... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Wishing I hadn’t,
wishing I could
Going through the motions
—of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Intermingled,
but not together
In your presence,
but still alone
Hearing your words,
but not your meaning
Leaving your house
—so far from... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The truth redeemed,
The past reclaimed
—within your final... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Everything…
is all I ask
In all you say
—and all you... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
If you live your life correctly,
death walks close by your side
To constantly remind you,
that time’s not on your side
Your choice on how to handle,
to ignore or then befriend
Will change your life completely
—as each day begins... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Painting with words,
Sculpting with phrases,
Singing the moments... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The physics of divinity,
atheists chide
Pews filled with charlatans,
believers on trial
Trapped in their reasoning,
with all logic stretched thin
Building walls to keep light out
—and darkness... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Stretching and pulling,
the Universe goes on
Cosmology’s wonderment,
each day a new dawn
The Spacetime Continuum,
today’s Top 40 hit
Tomorrow inherent,
unless we’ve been misled
The deeper the probing,
the ‘Bigger the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The Self, Free Will, and Love…
today’s three illusions of life
Without just one our lives negate,
a charlatan’s delight
For the Self to Love most Freely,
this Holy Trinity must... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Divorcing the Muse,
her property demands were high
The alimony my insight,
leaving me speechless, high and dry
Once the papers were signed,
it was the last I was to write
Visitation denied
—monthly support payments in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Can you ever really lose
what you’ve never really had
Can you ever be good
if you’ve never been bad
Can you ever pose a question
that’s never been asked
Can the answer prove elusive
when the future is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The touchstones of existence…
how many have you known
A common rock, a baby’s kiss,
a dog to walk you home
Can one then trump the other,
with importance or with worth
Can a seaside villa or Renoir painting,
outshine a child’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The emptiness between Hemingway’s words is a
hollow sound that stays in your mind
The space creates distance as the Old Man wanted,
from the reader and the voyeur of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Raw
Intelligence…
Like dry
Cement
Sitting unmixed
Never used
To make
Anything
Real
Raw
Intelligence…
A flashing
Neon light
To its own
Potential
Bulbs
Burning out
One at a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
How old were you
when you were born
Were your pasts or futures
deemed forlorn
How young will you be
when you die
As truth cries inward
—all time a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
After the finish line,
a new starting line awaits
Where answers have deserted,
but old questions remain
The learning curve most steep,
as doubt invades the shadows
The light never brighter
—than when dawn breaks through... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Surging through memory,
all time was expanded
The past and the future
—beginning and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
It can take a lifetime…
to learn how to write like... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I can’t give it to you scientifically,
and that’s the only way you want it
Therefore, the enormous part of you
that’s missing
—will stay forever... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Quantum Superposition,
forever preying on our minds
Refusing to admit what consciousness knows,
its theory never finds
The more complex the argument,
the further afield it... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Planting words inside my garden,
watering them at will
Staking memories long forgotten,
feelings cold and shrill
Row by row the letters planted,
phrases start to grow
Whose cool fall day a harvest brings
—to feed the winter... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
What describes a Poet,
let me count the ways
To once describe a morning,
emerging through the haze
What describes a season,
its leaves from green to brown
What describes a heartbeat,
when your lover can’t be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Writing Prose,
because I can
And Poetry
—because I... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Are there degrees of spiritual freedom,
or is its breadth just either or
Is the light metered out or self contained,
and endless in its store
Is the origin of beauty and its pathway divined,
beatific in its... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Awareness can be frozen,
“A watched pot never boils”
When perception’s forced upon itself,
all change in stillness toils
“To thine own self” the Bard entreated,
that one truth we’re meant to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Looking in not out,
the picture cleared
Problems solved,
both far and near
Motion closed,
entropic sum
Space inflated
—time... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Extinction probability,
ninety nine point nine
History’s infinitive,
the graveyard of time
Cosmology winning out
in the end
The hourglass draining
—last thought to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Words come to a point
like the tip of a spear
Embedding the truth
—impaling your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The speed of a photon,
the steps of a man
The truth pointing inward
—where forever... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Your words can rise,
or your words can fall
But a politically correct Poet
—is no Poet at... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Answer with passion,
or don’t answer at all
Cauterizing my questions
—as ashes they... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Atheists work on the breaker box,
as Creationists source the power
Rewiring a changing system that’s flawed
—their lights flicker in an ivory... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
We’re lucky to have survived each other,
in the aftermath of love
Those promises made as leaves they fell,
from a height so far above
The seasons changed, a pledge reclaimed,
buries deep within the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The beginning and ending of all that is known,
inside of one last wish
To carry the meaning of destiny’s Poem,
all feelings to enlist
Into the darkness, bound by the light,
truth filling up the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Deifying themselves,
the scientists disprove
with their tools
the existence of God
To sit on a throne
artificially made
the Creator to them
falsely... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Superpositioned,
truth here and truth there
Unmeasured duality,
a mirror contraire
Whose message lies distant,
whose message lies near
A Siamese phantom,
both fronts facing rear
The sublime contradiction,
one plus one equals... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The gravity of words,
their truth pulls together
A force field of enlightenment
—beyond the continuum of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A strange thing happens
once you’re as old as your heroes
The mystery less enchanting,
the romance nearly gone
A stranger thing happens
when you outlive your heroes
The nuances shouting boldly
—permission now... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Prose…
Has a room built in
For the reader
To crawl inside
And sleep
Maybe
More than one room,
Unmaking all beds
That the Poet
—has so carefully... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The ‘Deceivers Of Time
Masquerade Ball’
Invitees file past
Yesterday in drag,
Tomorrow disguised
Today—the Present’s mask
Memories hide
in the shadows of hope
All wishes dancing fast
Until the Jester laughs
as the final waltz... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The gravity of freedom…
all truth pulled back and forth
With God inside the Blackest Hole,
unseen, he sets your course
The speed your feelings travel,
regulated by the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Can you write a
celibate Poem
Devoid of flesh
and fevered sounds
Can your verse restrain
from lusting out
Its words still virgin
—yet passion... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Can consciousness be compressed
like a distant Black Hole
Into a photon and travel away
Coursing into the darkness
at the speed of light
Reality curving and swaying
With entropy chasing
and time not... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
No lines are crossed
in getting to the sea
Only excuses
—buried in the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Her voice provided cover,
my soul to turn away
Her message greatly treasured,
her protection my dismay
Her intention of the purest,
but she raised me more than sound
Into the dark I send her words,
exposed—my spirit... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
If life is a giant crossword puzzle,
how many blank spaces do you have
How many words have come together,
how many crossroads in your path
Each grid connects with meaning,
what row by row... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Complex messages
need a simple structure
Otherwise,
a reader is lost
The shorter the word,
the greater the meaning
Its judgment by value,
never by cost
‘The straighter the blade,
the sharper the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
What value, if any, does Poetry have
—if not to speak the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The ethics of duplicity,
the killing on trial
One law for the criminal,
one law for the child
The electric chair savage,
womb murder refined
Academia, the father and mother
of crime
To lie when convenient,
truth’s babies to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Science hears what,
Philosophy why
The deafest of twins
—singing in the same... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
All sleep is barren,
the night becomes long
The Muse an insomniac
—restless until... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Epiphany’s truth
needs no defenders
Its window stays open
the light shining through
The nature of being
its servant not master
With exigent power
—beyond legend or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
All of your efforts…
an homage to false reasoning
Excuses misleading,
art’s truth to disown
Heaven’s Atelier
beyond comprehension
Its masterpiece living
—beyond canvas or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The quandary of physics…
a tool to divide
A slave to its master,
alone to misguide
Capable of function,
but never intent
An eye without vision
—and blind with... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Science…
a handmaiden of knowledge
The upstairs maid
in a mansion of discovery
Chauffeuring itself
along roads it has built
A quantitative valet
—in the closet of the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Married to his writing,
divorced from carnal love
The bodies flesh a token,
his words to rise above
All younger men still captive,
as lust demands anew
His passion burning molten hot
—to bed the coldest... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A gift inside the box...
one question left unanswered
Whose key to then unlock
lay distant—still... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
My dog was hurt; he couldn’t hunt,
and left me in the field
To wander into aimlessness,
my prey as yet to yield
His nose was gone; the point was lost,
the tracks turned right then... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Sleeping through forgiveness…
I’m re-invoiced by the pain
The nightmare real, escape undone,
the reasons all to blame
Trapped within my memory,
each image haunts and preys
Excuses gone as judgment reigns
—one final bill to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The first responsibility of Poetry
—is honesty
The second responsibility is to never
forget responsibility number... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Playing tennis without a net,”
perhaps Robert Frost was right
Free Verse serves with no return,
day volleys into night
One long shot into the darkness,
an open end divide
Its message fades, an echo dim
—with silence to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Power…
the father of choice
Emotion…
the mother of love
Freedom…
lost child of betrothal
Returning
—on wings from... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Never shout into the void
—when you can whisper to the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Bring your lover into your world,
don’t hide inside of hers
‘A mistake too often made
with respect to women’
Self inflicted homicide…
men die of good intention
A modern age hormonal trap
—loves truth no longer... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Scientific Discovery…
but one grand paradox
The Spacetime Continuum
—contradiction... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A literary sociopath…
Hemingway wrote
Both gifted and tortured,
his words they provoke
A verbal combatant,
new victories untold
His last proving fatal
—all memory on... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A mind can love
an atheist
But a soul must wed
to God
Each troth professed
by self possessed
One vow
—to rise... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The narcissism
of small differences…
The egos crown
of thorns
The sharper each
individual barb
The more frequently
it’s worn
A grand
pontification
Whose wind
blows just one way
Into the face of
vanity’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The soul is not
by nature born
Or by the earth
breastfed
It kneels before
loves distant star
Whose light
—its promise... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Does infinity
come in sizes
Does forever
stop and start
Does totality beckon
then fall away
—dissolving into parts
Is gravity
a lost dimension
Is pure mathematics
number free
Is a concept real
if it’s never been... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Oh, to be good
at something I hate
Oh, to be bad
at something I love
To lose what I love
to gain what I hate
Ill tempered indifference
—lost grace from... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
No matter how great the versing
writing always lacks the note
That music plants inside our souls
words by their nature rote
Its melody takes you skyward
all reason left behind
Pure joy out front to then surround
—what substitutes as... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Can time be discarded
by reading your work
Your wisdom a birthstone,
eternity’s mark
With experience salient,
thoughts never to age
A voice for all seasons
—the words of a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The nature of being,
its whole and its parts
The nature of being,
its fits and its starts
The nature of being
the old and the new
The nature of being
—to me and to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The word ‘ABOUT’
is like a ladder
From what is
to what may be
Each rung a step
in our perception
Climbing higher
—to be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Often it’s just sound,
searching for meaning
Until there’s a voice,
and words start releasing
Then it’s the story,
as language takes form
Together now one
—as ever... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
We all believe in something,
some choose to call it God
Belief the common mantra,
we’re living in awe of
Be it physics, space, or prophecy,
a credence young or old
Many candles through the darkness burn
—with one light to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
To whomever owns
the emptiness
I’ll take forty acres
if you please
With space and time
locked tightly out
Where nothing
—rules... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Sharing space with myself
replaying ‘what if’
Symbiosis conjoins
the jazz in the riff
The progression regressive
separation be damned
My shadow imploding
—in a joyous ‘I... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Instinct flashes
past the speed of light
Intuition imploding
Zephyrus’ delight
Detached from its fuel source
tale on fire
The comets direction
—reversed and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Repetition inversing,
black hole in my head
In perpetual silence,
words collapsing unread
Reality bending,
rescinding the end
The beginning left virgin
—repeating... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Explaining a Poem…
poisoning the fruit
The meaning exploited
—dead at the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Can there be a top
without a bottom
A beginning
without an end
A middle
without two flanking sides
Reality
without pretend
Can you stop
what’s never started
Can you die
before you live
Can you see the truth
without the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Truth lies beyond computation,
perception aware of itself
Its ability beyond the last measure
—of all theory and data... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
If lights great speed
is but a myth
And darkness not empty
as it seems
What’s true then false,
what’s false conscripts
Our need to know
—a cursed dream
Has discovery
made us better
Have our souls
or spirits... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Listen your way out of the problem,
when language goes awry
Each word that’s heard, a fuse unlit,
whose primer never lies
To think the pieces wholly,
as new structure comes in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Poetry,
a reconciliation of opposites
—awakening the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Discretions infinity,
its number unknown
One window sufficient
for its light to be shown
An exploding dynamic
tumbling over itself
A singular beauty
—in the distance... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Will there ever come a time
when a moment doesn’t matter
Will there ever come a date
when the days won’t connect
Will there ever come a phrase
its words devoid of meaning
Will there ever come a song
whose melody won’t... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Was the ending
self-fulfilling
Hopes and wishes
by the score
Did you live to dream
or dream to live
Of a life
—that’s something... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The gravity of freedom,
the weight of space and time
Above the calculated noise,
the wisdom of the Mime
Truth reveals a vacuum,
where silence waits to live
As words describe what minds can’t see
—and imagery... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
One letter that follows,
if added will deem
To separate the real
from what’s referenced or schemed
“Honor from honors,
Love from loves
“Truth from truth’s,
and Self from selves
“God from gods,
Time from... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A Lakota Sioux Elder
once prophetically said…
“We will be known forever
by the tracks we leave behind”
That wisdom now marking
a trail of tears
—any hope still yet to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Parents,
hover over their children
Adults,
smothering their young
Choices curtailed,
freedom spoon fed
Gallows
—for youth to be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The history of time
a moments expanse
All memory set free
—the present... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
In the Song Of The Muses,
the Prince heard his Queen
Now locked in a convent,
her beauty unseen
The tower lay distant,
its ramparts on guard
Just one point of entry
a hero’s reward
The mist in the valley
its prison to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The Siren of fate
lures you onto the rocks
Her beauty enticing
while masking what’s not
A shipwreck of horrors
that’s not what it seems
Luring you onward
away from your dreams
A phantom discovery
a fool’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The night is a den
of mixed horrors
A trap
where you sleep with the dead
Any light
that’s remiss or left vacant
A pathway
—to gravestones... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The Self
Free Will
And Love
—the three grand illusions of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I stare back from the last horizon,
and scientists look bemused
Theologians prey among themselves,
mystics stay confused
Once through the light Divining
no beginnings or their... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
If all there is…
—is all there is
(then)
All you can do…
—is all you can... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
We never safeguard our progeny
by overprotecting our kids
The blankets that we spread
and fences we build
Imprison,
rather than defend
Ensuring weaker and hapless offspring
—inside a diminished and helpless... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Get through the dialectic
before the day is late
Don’t wait for an invitation
as they slowly shut the gate
The wolf now dressed in spun wool
has broken from his cage
He hungers deep inside our fear
with ignorance and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Just because you can
—doesn’t mean you should
(and)
Just because you should
—doesn’t mean you... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
When you split the beam and the splintered edge
is all you’re left with
The only one you’ve outsmarted
is yourself
A prisoner of your severed choice
and schizophrenia
The victim of your hearts defeat
—and loves... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Poetry…
arresting the mundane
acquitting the spirit
Convicting
all redundancy
—freeing the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Magdalena,
your beauty known
Magdalena,
your wisdom shown
Magdalena,
firm and steadfast
Magdalena,
communed repast
Magdalena,
so loved a man
Magdalena,
his blood in hand
Magdalena,
though history... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The fences and billboards
disappear in the sanctum
As theory is abandoned
—and true knowledge takes... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
With each tick of the second hand
the immeasurable on trial
Imagination deposed
all parameters set free
The Poets acquitted
the logicians suicidal
All reference and syntax
—imploding at light... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The older I get,
the more distant they seem
The past and the future,
reality’s dream
The older I get,
the deeper it feels
Distraction aborted
—the moment... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A poem is never truly finished,
a song never finally sung
As words and lyrics age the silence
—all time forever... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Lay your feelings out there,
put them on the line
Send your fear back down to hell,
forever to remind
Evil in submission,
darkness wrapped in fright
The devil muted with your words
—prisoner of the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
In three thousand years of philosophical thought
what in fact’s been changed
Has a sorrow been healed or steeple been built
resulting from the game
The essence, the theory, the logic, the proof
all couplets lacking... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Deserting your own judgment
—the highest form of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Thought is meant to provide escape
from what causes it to be
The soul released in contradiction
its spirit running free
All questions posed and answers sought
now kindling burned to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I’m most tired of wishing
—when hope turns to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
It’s not what you put on
but what you take off
Each trapping a hangman
—and choking its... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Everyone wants to teach
until that day of learning comes
No longer needing to find themselves
in accolades, praise—or... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Prosthetic language can never fix
a Poems broken joints
Only inspiration can set
the break for sure
Crutches and canes to prop up verse
severely disappoint
Perception falling on its face
—a crippled lost... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The 4th dimension,
space and time
Godel agreed,
Einstein opined
If set in motion,
the future passed
Time self negated
—its truth... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Many fuels create the heat,
but one temperature reigns supreme
Many fuels create the heat
—but one temperature frees the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Our brains push away
as humanity pulls
Cerebrum benighted
—emotion to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Truth thrives in contradiction
the difference sharply honed
A neither nor redemption
as zero-sum is... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Can you imagine something
beyond your conception
Can the truth hide from view
exposed in plain sight
Can you forget to remember
or remember to forget
Is all darkness misleading
—the safe harbor of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
My mind is a garden
whose plants have grown tall
Their season end harvest
awaiting the call
Ideas and feelings
cross over in rows
The laughter of children
to lead where they go
My thoughts now a storeroom
the food all put... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
All worth free of sanction
its value beyond time
Our oath most revealing
a memory divine
The Bard more prophetic…
“To Thine Own Self Be True”
One meaning transcendent
—that gift unto... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The moment…
something other than time
A consonant failure,
its freedom in rhyme
Happening once,
as it happens again
Beyond every measure
—without and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
You mortgage the future
with the currency of time
To buy out your fate
with more meter and rhyme
But one look through the darkness
past devil and saint
Explodes your true oneness
—the moment... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Can time survive in purer form
devoid of reference
future—past
Can the present become
a bible
for every sage
Like a black hole
compressing within itself
imploding front to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Write your way out
of a book
Sing your way out
of a song
See your way out
of the darkness
Feel your way out
—of what’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Your ideas have merit,
that your words can’t support
Your spirit is strong,
but your language is weak
Your eyes are wide open,
while your tongue remains tied
Your voice now enslaved
—to the freedom... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
My writing conceals a deeper truth
than common sense abides
Each word unwraps a higher sense
than fame or fortune buys
Every breath I take, the future staked
the moment crowned as... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
We anticipate the future
—by remembering the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Cowardice and bravery
Not either-or
But different levels of
Valor and shame
A swinging door
Whose facings change when swung
A foil to confound
The Poets dream
With glory and disdain
Bravery and cowardice
Not zero-sum
—but often look the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
He never told me when he left her,
I’d go through a Grandfather’s divorce
The kids remote and distant
all contact scant and forced
My love sits idly waiting
for the phone to ring... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The discovery of Man
—a genesis... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
One vision
one name
Two words
—Grand... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Blood was toasted
in a buffet of hate
A violent main course
—whose dessert was... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
What if God is the
Universe
Not something separate
and distinct
But the Universe
itself
Eliminating the dual
notions
Of Creation and
Intelligent Design
Insuring our divinity
as part of the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Logic is a prison…
the truth locked deep within
Its laws a jailer standing guard
whose warden darkness brings
An either or deception
a psychic trap that lures
Vision sentenced — insight charged
zero-sum... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Take a breath,
affirm your life
Take a step,
confirm it twice
Your mind reflects,
as words surround
All time remembered
—truth... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
You have existed now
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
How quiet are the closing moments
of Winter
Its final lingering shadow
passing over your regret
Days lengthen into night,
returning Blackbirds a good tiding
What ended in shades of red and brown
—beginning once... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
There’s nothing less,
there’s nothing more
As time repeats…
—once... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
An extravagance of leisure
—exploiting the time
Beyond the reach of my Grandfathers
—the joy and the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
From life’s final dissertation,
logic must be barred
A blueprint of our limitations,
its legions burned and scarred
In that last final closing moment,
transcendence kindled... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The deeper the words
formed
The meaner they
became
‘now free and alive
and stirred from the bottom
‘once buried and denied
in moments of pain’
Taking on new life,
they glare and they... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Is God a deficiency in
our character or makeup
Do we fill in the vacuum with
almighty tales of beyond
Is the salvation we yearn for
there buried deep inside us
Do our sermons lay unwritten
—last devotional... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Wringing feelings
Like a sponge…
The words dripped down
My lips
Onto the page
—staining my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Becoming totally involved
—keeping your opinions to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The minimum standard defining a man
—taking care of his family
The minimum standard defining a woman
—taking care of her... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Forever rented,
never owned
The moment leased
—the future... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Money…
an ungrateful heir
Disowning all memory
—with your ashes still... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The older I get,
the louder the Muse does parade
The shorter the moment,
the deeper her message invades
The older I get,
distant voices wither and fade
With death on the fringe
—all focus recentered and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
You hate in your enemy
—what you most love in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
As natural and necessary
as breathing
—I... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Who declared politics
a zero-sum sport
Where stadium’s freeze
and statesmen abort
That last final moment
in a sudden death game
With truth as the loser
—forever in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
It takes from your body,
as it steals from your spirit
Hope its main victim
—promised future... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
What was created to expose,
now a fortress meant to hide
Bastions of higher learning,
masking havens safe for lies
Where discourse once was treasured,
the ivy droops and sighs
With comfort their true measure,
the dilettantes all... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Through the keyhole darkly,
he could now remember his name
Through the keyhole darkly,
his medicine kicked in once again
Through the keyhole darkly,
he knew his daughter by her... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Poetry…
the key to Cosmology
A question for every answer
—in search of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Bury what you can with words
—and remember the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
There are those who write poetically,
and there are Poets
Eternity balances
—on the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Compression ingestion
The world to implode
The numbers decreasing
—resistance explodes
From diamond to carbon
Wheels spin in reverse
The groundhog, the treadmill
—millennium’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Do you live your whole life
in a half empty space
Do you swear up and down
your excuses defaced
Do you sing in a choir
where the music has died
Do you brand all as liars
as your tongue remains... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Are you the hero
in your recurring dream
Or the victim
of a life undone
Are you the ambassador
for all you esteem
Or a fugitive
—a soul on the run
Are you a real friend
beyond trial and strife
Whose allegiance
now stalwart... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Folding in to convention,
Sealed in creases of acceptance,
Maligned and misled
By the false promises
Of a stolen heart,
We chase the white whale
Of validation
Into waters of denial…
‘Fury—the rallying cry
of our vengeful spirit
Hate—the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Too close to the flame…
too far from the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The power of the written word…
the spoken word supreme
Ink to recommission,
what only breath can glean
Soldiers line up back to back,
letters ranked and filed
The command to march just given once
—its war chant loud and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Writing for tomorrow,
today is enhanced
Writing for tomorrow,
my mind and heart dance
Writing for tomorrow,
my place is affirmed
Writing for tomorrow,
my name is confirmed
Writing for tomorrow,
the future reeled... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Making love to the words,
our tryst lasted till dawn
The sun now a blanket,
covered verses to warm
Making love to the words,
all new phrases to sleep
Resting fertile and silent
—until daylight... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The mother lode of nighttime verse,
arriving late
—by Satan cursed
The dreamer wakes, all sleep forgoes,
old words unbirthed
—in shadows... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Are you judging from halls
academic
Or from places where words
cannot hide
Are your hours immersed in
false reference
Or in a visceral pursuit
that defies
All bias and excuse
living tethered
In an ivy walled mansion
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
From whom was your legacy born,
and where does your destiny lie
A voice calling out from the storm
—a place where the words never... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Living an eternity
with each given day
The calendar a slave
to the present foray
This moment at hand
the only time you’re ordained
Exploding at once
—over and over... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Do You Bore Yourself?
Do you rent the space
you’re standing in,
owning nothing in the end
but default?
Do you recycle words
until their utterance fails,
mistrusting your ability
to say what’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Repelled by tradition
and past status-quo
I enter the jungle
where hides the unknown
Rejecting excuses
and all that’s passé
My bow is drawn tightly
—with fear now my... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Lying to myself…
the truth swimming free
Escaping prevarication,
abandoning my schemes
The water got deep,
its weight dragged and pulled
Till veracity returned
—resuscitation... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Its chain cut again…
the demon is loose
Deep into the night,
she hunts darker truths
The hallway’s back stairs,
her favorite retreat
Pending daylight’s return,
when her bite becomes... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The words once they’re spoken,
notes and palettes enhanced
Not judged in reference,
kindred spirits they dance
While music enlivens
what phrases will say
A painting embodies
what verses... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Choking on arrogance,
occlusion unrhymed
The Reaper lies waiting,
graveyard of Mimes
Choking on arrogance,
last curse to remain
Spat into the wind
—returning black... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Is your humanity held captive
by your intelligence
Does your soul remain imprisoned
for a self-inflicted crime
Are the wishes you made, abandoned,
prisoners of the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
When the freedom
to think
And the ability to write
are at odds
—turn the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Carrying them with me,
traveling through time
Words seed my memory,
new meter and rhyme
Spreading them freely,
over days fallowed thin
New verses sprout upward
—rooted... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The deeper the pond,
the calmer the water
The older the wine,
the richer the flavor
The longer the gaze,
the sharper the picture
The fewer the words
—less risk of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Blood in my fountain pen,
phrases in my gun
Blasts of rapid insight
—words that never... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
My pen restrained and kidnapped,
but ink bleeds evermore
Voices cry: “Something More Be Done”
—fury to rage and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
To those who seek acquaintance,
I can’t and won’t befriend
No time that isn’t mortgaged,
no hearts will I defend
Each day begins and ends
with gifted words upon the page
My blood lay rediscovered,
new memories to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Are your wishes scribed in combat,
are your hopes relined with pain
Is your motion found still wanting,
as you climb the stairs again
Are your words now of this moment,
is your verse free and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The tightness of the words
protects the freedom of the thought
Whose voice when spoken gently
—can silence thunder and dragons... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
To change one word and rock the world,
a verse now dancing free
Its weight unmeasured, breadth untold,
whose key unlocks the dream
The bottle open, the genie gone,
last domino to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
In the darkest final hours,
I began to write
And my words once spoken new
from scattered ashes light the sky
To begin and end each day
caught up in beauty’s distant wake
All loneliness filled by pages lined
with happiness and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
War is not a career
—but a calling
Where dreams become martyred
in cold... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
We worship inside the dark rapture
of our own becoming
Hiding from the very light
—that promises to show us the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Poetry allows me to combine what I think with what I feel. It lets me drive toward a point while being pointless at the same time. The beauty of the metaphor masking the philosophical content, pulling the reader in without questioning why. Both... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Will the words come,
will the words go
Are they forever,
how do I know
What do I think,
what do I feel
Memory escapes,
a spoke off the wheel
Written in blood,
spoken in rhyme
Forever to echo,
forever... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Present ordained,
past—future in shame
The Poet and Jester
as one
Living unclaimed,
free and unnamed
Archangel and Devil
... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Sleeping with the Muse,
my nights have grown short
Sleeping with the Muse,
all senses comport
Sleeping with the Muse,
words dance with delight
Sleeping with the Muse,
confronting my fright
Sleeping with the Muse,
her will tests... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
If we were young men,
if we were strong
If we had fresh words,
to add to our song
If we were soldiers,
with war in our veins
If we were poets,
our voices reclaimed
If we were lovers,
of women that... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Neither over nor under,
ahead or behind
My position unreferenced,
your judgment still blind
Not over or under,
ahead or behind
So easy once labeled
—so hard... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The livery on fire,
its horses set free
Misery beckons,
the future to bleed
The gates are broke open,
all streets painted red
Death has awakened,
life dragged from its bed
One bugle is left,
blowing perdition’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Another day with a voice
—one more glimpse into... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Before I could return to writing prose,
the Muse kidnapped my pen by decree
Most days fully structured and measured on end,
but tonight
—words yearned to be... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Prince without a lineage
King without a throne
Master without servants
Lover of that unknown
Hearer of what’s unspoken
Seer of things divine
Lord among the jesters
Voice for all the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
My heart belongs to providence,
as I walk that final mile
My footsteps bought and paid for,
when I clear the last denial
My faith is bold and steadfast,
a new rain begins to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Is life about how many
or then about how much
Is the truth in computation
or in what those numbers touch
Is the measurement empiric
with a final answer shown
Is salvation in the lyrics
with the word count still... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Wrapping letters around
the conflict
A war played out
with words
The fury of shouted
diction
Slaying enemies still
unheard
Shooting vision
into the onslaught
Attacking silence
as legion’s advance
Loading insight into
the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I sold my soul
for new meter and rhyme
Trading salvation
for a thing greater still
The joyful embrace
of one hell damning phrase
Living immortal, perpetual
—fulfilled
I sold my soul
as the Devil... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Fusing thought with emotion,
words come to life
Images eternal,
feelings ignite
Lines play in concert,
all stanzas to meet
My psyche impassioned
—my spirit... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
When my words are read
by the common man
No higher praise could
any writer stand
Awards and cheer
from the seasoned elite
Pale when measured
against those ‘in the street’
As I’m embraced
by those ‘salt of the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
You can wish and hope for a hundred years,
or play the game a day at a time
You can focus on what’s at the end of the road,
or squeeze three nickels from your very last... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
To live within the moment,
and write as love does now befriend
“Light shining brightest as
hours grow short”
A beginning reunites with
the journey’s end
“Memory imploding
on fate’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Your head’s in the sand,
the canary at hand
The coward inside you,
his kingdom commands
Mired in apathy,
lost in denial
One last Armageddon
—the price of your... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A hemorrhaging madness…
wounds bleeding again
Old stitches have broken
death marking the end
Unsutured indemnity
ensuring your pain
Flesh burning in enmity
—uncauterized... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The vineyard has ripened
new words on the vine
The meanings have deepened
new blessings Divine
The verses fermented,
I drink unto thee
Consecration most sacred
the blood pouring free
The vineyard has ripened
fresh words on the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
An abundance of denial…
your mind turns away
What spirit embraces,
wealth hides and delays
“The dignity of the old man
in worn tattered clothes
Frayed pants covering high
button shoes, but not... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Nocturnal flower
In need of sleep
Your petals wilt
The count for sheep
New dawn unpromised
The die is cast
A croupier wearing
Sun’s setting mask
Through endless courtship
Faith on the run
A Jester whispers
“Your dreams have... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The Democrat party,
all masters and slaves
G.O.P. left in tatters,
their promises frayed
Haves lie to the have nots
bright futures a whim
As the dragon’s fire burns
—the thick with the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A chorus of enlightenment…
awakens me again
With sheets still warm, my heart she bathes,
all feelings wet within
Through steam I see her message clear,
the mirror does... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
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... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
We appreciate that cousin”
said the Rebel to the Yank
As all glory left the battlefield
where rows of corpses stank
“We appreciate that cousin”
as the bullets set to fly
“But our family’s set upon itself
—and one of us must... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Poetic dyslexia,
the words juxtapose
The meaning in crisis,
where God only knows
Poetic dyslexia,
all feelings collide
Emotions in conflict
—a verbal... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Good and bad are truisms…
a qualitative masquerade
Ideology trumping feeling
—in flashes of joy and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
You either bend and adapt,
or then you break
The crux in the motion
—your magic to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Paved over deep,
my thoughts below
Once brilliant shades
of amber glow
The darkest light,
I now befriend
Whose darkest thoughts,
I sought to end
While further down,
the chanting starts
No mockingbirds,
no... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A briefcase full of sorrow…
the hiding place of tears
One trade to end all others
excuse to lie and steal
The papers hide the story
all documents in vain
As grief belies the glory
—of a life that deals in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I lie down in the shadows
where no one can reach me
My seventh and last
place to hide
The sixth was a funeral,
the fifth when in hospice
The fourth was each time
that I lied
The third was a promise
I made to a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Never asking for permission,
always being sure
His head was held firmly,
his mind had stayed pure
Never seeking your acknowledgement
or umbrella against the rain
His words exploded thunder
—truth pouring down... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A book with no cover,
a man with no name
Vowels dormant and muted,
as consonants reign
A plot with no purpose,
an ending refrained
Its message in conflict
—with footnotes of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The dreams of a soldier…
dead bodies impound
A warrior’s spirit
his enemy found
The battle once over
a new war to find
Though death be not imminent
—all sleep to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
One foot in front of the other…
that’s usually enough
One thought no longer indentured
captive or rebuffed
One heart in search of love
a new life to begin
One verse free and uncensored
—your legacy to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
A man must be measured
to call himself such
Each storm must be weathered
its helmsman so clutch
Fire must be extinguished
for growth to begin
The seeds of new virtue
—from the ashes of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The eyes of a poet
The heart of a warrior
The soul of a prophet
—but the words of a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Those footsteps ahead
are now footsteps behind
The past but a memory
the future declines
My cadence is slowing
my direction unclear
When frozen in place
on the wind I can hear
Quiet footsteps ahead
louder footsteps... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
I once tried crossing over
a bridge that silence built
And for mile after mile
the quiet maimed and killed
My speech was dumb and dormant
as I bided all my time
In hope of passing through the cracks
the exit doors... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Can your humanity
transcend your intellect?
Can your love
outlive your mind?
Can your reasons
put your excuses to rest?
Can your vision
survive being blind?
Can you rise above
the factual?
Can you see
beyond what’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Deception wears many faces
—the truth but... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Quantifying Art…
quality by the pound
Feelings like hair, part
—separation... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Some music takes me close…
some pushes me further away
Feelings set free, feelings enchained
day into night—night into... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The eyes of the artist
the spirit of man
The spark before the fire
the vision—before the... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
All bareness forgiven
the razors gone dry
The excuses all shaven
no more asking why
A soul once abundant
my face starts to fill
No sentence redundant
no lines to go shrill
New destiny chosen
man’s burden... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Academia blocks real knowledge,
Native Peoples will attest
So many wrappings covering their lies,
each field does then arrest
With logic and ethics pointing the way,
their path leads further... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
The pen became my instrument
the words became my notes
The stanzas burn like songs on fire
new voices scream with hope
The ink runs free and heavy
the score in black and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
My verse begins
where logic ends
Escape its mission
new light to bend
The easy answer
the convenient close
Now left to others
by others chose
Each phrase a path
that leads inside
Beyond where dogma
schemed and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
Mentally on the road
while spiritually at home
My mind got to wander
as my soul was at peace
Mentally on the road
while spiritually at home
My thoughts got to ponder
what only distance could... – by Kurt Philip Behm | added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 years ago |
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