Kurt Philip Behm

Space To Grow (+5)

Does your mind have a second floor

 that’s very seldom used

 

A place your thoughts can freely roam

 safe from life’s abuse

 

One story up, your story forms,

  its telling far below

 

The height of peace and solitude

   —with space for you to grow

 

(Santa Fe New Mexico: February, 2019)

 

Dropping Fast

 

Racing the dark from Albuquerque to Flagstaff

 old questions trailed behind me

 

The highway marked with broken dreams

 of searchers long ago

 

As Gallup filled my rearview mirror

  the sun reached out and grabbed me

 

My last horizon dropping fast

 —the finish line aglow

 

(Flagstaff Arizona: February, 2019)

 

 

Captured

 

Striving to be anonymous,

 the hole got deeper still

 

Ties were broken, ropes were cut,

 less water in the well

 

Alone within my loneliness

 the darkness came at last

 

The wish, I wish, I’d wished away

 —had captured me at last

 

(Flagstaff Arizona: February, 2019)

 

 

Dead Apostates

 

Write intrepid and unafraid…

 your ink to stain their minds

 

Each word a dagger spilling truth,

 new blood for all to find

 

Write intrepid and unafraid,

 your message screaming loud

 

Where dead apostates felt your wrath

 —disciples standing proud

 

(Sedona Arizona: February, 2019)

 

 

 

America

 

The power of dissent

 —a true measure of our freedom

 

(Flagstaff Arizona: February, 2019)

 

 

Freedom\'s Hope Denied

 

I live in places  

 you’ve never seen

 

And sleep in nightmares

 you’ve never dreamed

 

I choose in dimensions

 above either or

 

Beyond the pain

 you can endure

 

My memory lapses

 in moments freed

 

But fate imprisons

 all I see

 

Escape an option, death allowed,

 but only if I’m willing

 

To marry freedom’s hope denied

  —and damn my soul’s foretelling

 

(Flagstaff Arizona: February, 2019)