Kurt Philip Behm

Farewell To Arms (+1)

Where do you go

when your war has been won

 

The enemy vanquished,

the legion’s undone

 

What do you do

when your purpose is gone

 

The feelings still burning,

the will to fight strong

 

Where do you go,

the last battle adjourned

 

The fields lined in blood,

all caissons returned

 

As men march in unison,

their rifles unbreeched

 

A lone bugle calling

—the dead beyond reach

 

(The New Room: January, 2021)

 

 

 

Raison D\' Etre

 

What purpose Poetry,

if not to transcend

 

The mundane, the broken,

those roads with no end

 

With every feeling

new words are reborn

 

To speak to Creation

—and live readorned

 

(The New Room: January, 2021)