Kurt Philip Behm

The Fire Of The Unknown (+5)

\"A man’s true spirit can only be forged and replenished

    —in the fire of the unknown.\"

 

(Last Line Of Chapter 18 In My Novel ‘Revenge Along The War Trail) …. Published Sept 1, 2016

 

 

Silent Prayer

 

Your passion unheard

  —words turn to prayer

 

Wishes now blessings

  —hope in the air

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

 

 

Riches Unknown

 

The chest is open

  —its treasure exposed

 

The jewels uncounted

  —with riches unknown

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

 

 

 

His Destiny Wed

 

In the song of the antelope,

  the Prince heard his Queen

 

Now locked in a convent,

  her beauty unseen

 

The tower still distant,

  its ramparts on guard

 

Just one point of entry

  a hero’s reward

 

The mist in the valley

  her prison unseen

 

Through clouds in the distance

  her pleadings, her screams

 

The miles before him

  twin antlers ahead

 

His future unfolding

  —his destiny wed

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)  

 

 

Memories Of Jim

 

Little Lord Fauntleroy

  left to devise

 

His future uncertain

  a past once despised

 

Little Lord Fauntleroy

  his choice lies within

 

To do unto others

  or do unto him

 

Little Lord Fauntleroy,

  escape from these walls

 

The lords and new creatures

  —your legacy calls

 

(Memories Of Jim-Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

 

 

The Repose Of Angels

 

Switching to off,

  the channel went dead

 

The music silent

  inside my head

 

The repose of angels

  dreams of a child

 

Respite from salvation

  —just for awhile

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)