Kurt Philip Behm

A Grandfather\'s Divorce (+3)

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 again

 

Saying “Papa we want to see you”

 but Mommy’s mad at men

 

My heart left cold and broken

 warm wishes unreturned

 

As two children fight to understand

 —a world left dark and burned

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

 

Eternity\'s Door

 

Tonight,

I was ready to die

But death

Wasn’t ready for me

 

Tonight,

I was ready to die

From the past

And a future unseen

 

Tonight,

I was ready to die

But the light

Of salvation rechose

 

Tonight,

I was ready to die

But the door to eternity

  —was closed

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

 

 

Slipping Away

 

The notion of time,

  a potion sublime

 

A bottomless pit,

  the physicists fit

 

Today or tomorrow,

  the future or past

 

As your arms wrap around it

  —your hands lose their grasp

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

 

 

 

The Swinging Door

 

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 same

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)