Kurt Philip Behm

Darkness Fleeting (+1)

The depth of your inkwell

the breadth of your pain

where life springs eternal

again and again

 

To suffer the moment

in timeless refrain

releasing the freedom

removing the stain

 

Each diamond unpressured

betrays like the night

whose darkness is fleeting

and gone with the light

 

Your quill reaching deeply

for what came before

and what lives forever

—in words evermore

 

(The New Room: May, 2022)

 

 

Sa Memoire

 

A shadow hides behind your smile

in the Riviera sun

Parisian moments long ago

our love had just begun

 

A child born then lost to time

whose laughter still we hear

As life took back its greatest gift

—his memory to endear

 

(Mayenne France: April, 1978)