Kurt Philip Behm

Across The Fence .... (+2)

The writer always

wants to sing

And the singer

wants to paint

The painter fancies  

he could dance

To the dancer

songs conflate

 

The greenest grass

it seldom grows

Where you now

make your bed

As wishes stray

and hopes betray

What might have been

—instead

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2023)

 

From my new novel, \'Approaching Storm\'

 

The winds of war have called again

courage summoned—to befriend

Through evil darkness blowing strong

we face the threatened coming dawn

 

 

Magic Reclaimed

 

The power of one word

a sentence to shame

Whose meaning suborted

and magic reclaimed

 

Only one syllable

quiets the storm

Where poets can dream

—in beauty reborn

 

(The New Room: June 9, 2023)