Kurt Philip Behm

Surrounding Our Being (+5)

Is consciousness God…

his church the sublime

 

As we look incorrectly,

ever hoping to find

 

His very existence,

the womb that enwraps

 

Surrounding our being

—all sentience trapped

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

 

 

One Last Line

 

The older I get,

the more dear words become

 

The shorter the days,

the deeper streams run

 

With time closing in,

I seek poems and rhymes

 

Into the twilight

—for that last magic line

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

 

 

Last Poison Dart

 

Do you seek protection

from being alive

 

A turtle in its shell,

a bee in its hive

 

Do you lust for new armor,

to cover your heart

 

To shield truth inflicted

—that last poison dart

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

 

 

Chasing My Voice

 

Tearing through the sky

of my intention

 

Flying toward the birth

of my choice

 

Begging the gods for one chance

to proclaim

 

Chasing the tail end

of my voice

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

 

 

Millennial\'s Curse

 

Earbuds in and phone in hand,

millennial’s converse

 

Language distant, eyes unshared,

their lives on hold—obverse

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

 

 

Exposed

 

Does verse reveal

the litter

 

That left strewn,

clogs up your mind

 

Does poetry

uncover

 

What the prose tries best

—to hide

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)