Kurt Philip Behm

Beyond (+5)

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 wrong

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

 

The Wind To Know

 

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 before

 

Fate rides ahead, making my bed

—the wind to know for sure

 

(Limon Colorado: August, 2019)

 

 

 

The Edge Of Tomorrow

 

A Poet sits on the edge of tomorrow,

 waiting for today

 

Notebook in hand, new words to command

—what time has yet to say

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

 

 

Through Tears

 

She wiped the tears

from the eyes of tomorrow

 

Her present uncovered

—her vision refound

 

(Superior Wisconsin: August, 2019)

 

 

Coming Back

 

In the middle of nowhere…

the center of it all

 

Coming back to my beginning

—one choice to recall

 

(Fargo North Dakota: August, 2019)

 

 

 

A Cowboy Never...

 

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 lend

 

(Hays City Kansas: August, 2019)