Kurt Philip Behm

Under A Paper Moon

Ella sent the invitation

Louis worked the door

to celebrate between the lines

inflection served du jour

 

My heart was given freely

their phrasings lined my soul

beyond the words and melody

goodbye to rock and roll

 

 The Saints Were Marching In

as Satch blew his horn with glee

(and Ella said)

No, No They Can’t Take That

 — Away From Me

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2025)