Kurt Philip Behm

A Higher Enchantment

Is there anything language

can’t possibly express

 

Words falling short,

all speech in distress

 

Are there concepts so deep,

they cannot be described

 

To experience beyond

any speaker or scribe

 

A higher enchantment,

a deeper enthrall

 

The logic of which

is bereft to recall

 

Expression in handcuffs,

perception moves on

 

Searching the cosmos

—its melody strong

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2020)

 

 

Through The Looking Glass

 

We have only our perceptions,

but how honest can they be

Where one man sees the color red,

the colorblind can’t see

 

When trapped in three dimensions,

we must push against the walls

Until we’re free of all constraints

—and clarity befalls

 

(Wayne Pennsylvania: December, 2020)