Kurt Philip Behm

Tomorrow\'s Masquerade

I thought perhaps to steal the myth

and hoard away the dream

 

Mirages fade with pretense lost,

things never what they seem

 

A future darkness redefined,

the past still yet to know

 

Intention vested—moments spent

with nowhere left to go

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)

 

 

Fall\'s Release

 

Out there alone,

my thoughts zero-sum…

the coyote’s lonely howl

 

I search for redemption

through cactus and sage…

the silence of an owl

 

Winter births Summer,

its dream comes alive…

the bear announcing Spring

 

In thermal forgiveness,

a following storm

—the hawk now on the wing

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)