Kurt Philip Behm

Waiting For An Echo (+1)

The cold dripping silence,

day after day…

 

Washes the future,

past floating away

 

Drop by drop,

filling up with regret

 

Drowning the moment

—caught in its net

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2021)

 

 

More Precious Than Gold

 

The script of experience,

endorsing our wills

banking our choices,

paying our bills

 

Crediting our memory

for what lies ahead

debentures of faith

the black and the red

 

A ledger retallied,

both columns in sync

the plus and the minus,

indelible ink

 

Its summary left open,

all errors erased

with loans to push forward

—new funding in place

 

(Rosemont College: December, 2021)