Kurt Philip Behm

Waiting For Time

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 up

 

Its sustenance waiting

  for time to erupt

 

The answers gone fallow

 inside of my head

 

All questions reseeded

   —and pointing ahead

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

 

 

The Safe Harbor

 

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 light

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

 

 

Neither Nor

 

Truth thrives in contradiction

 the difference sharply honed

 

A neither nor redemption

 as zero-sum is known

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

 

 

Ayn\'s Nightmare

 

Our brains push away

 as humanity pulls

 

Cerebrum benighted

 —emotion to school

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)