Kurt Philip Behm

Sleeping With The Muse (+2)

Sleeping with the Muse,

  my nights have grown short

 

Sleeping with the Muse,

  my spirit comports

 

Sleeping with the Muse

  words dance with delight

 

Sleeping with the Muse

  confronting my fright

 

Sleeping with the Muse

  her will tests again

 

Sleeping with the Muse

  not lover nor friend

 

Sleeping with the Muse

  my dreams sacrifice

 

Sleeping with the Muse

  all rest put on ice

 

Sleeping with the Muse

  the whispers come clean

 

Sleeping with the Muse

  excuses demeaned

 

Sleeping with the Muse,

  my spool is respun

 

Sleeping with the Muse

  divorced from the sun

 

Sleeping with the Muse

  in darkness I learn

 

Sleeping with the Muse

  the day will confirm

 

Sleeping with the Muse

  till dawn’s freeing light

 

Sleeping with the Muse

  —new words to take flight

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016) 

 

 

Living Unclaimed

 

Present ordained

  past future in shame

 

The Poet and Jester

  as one

 

Living unclaimed

  free and unnamed

 

Archangel and Devil

  —undone

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

 

I Kneel And I Pray

 

Will the words come,

  will the words go

 

Are they forever,

  how do I know

 

What do I think,

  what do I feel

 

Memory escapes

  a spoke off the wheel

 

Written in blood

  spoken in rhyme

 

Forever to echo

  forever sublime

 

Daffodils scatter

  a wolf howls at bay

 

Nighttime has answered

  —I kneel and I pray

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)